Please don't be poo

Please, god, don't let that be poo...

please, oh, please, oh, please...

What tha...

The Hawaiian doodoo nut strikes again!

Actually, I have no clue what type of nut/fruit these things are. They're all over the sidewalk on the way to campus and there's just no way to photograph them where they don't look exactly like turds. Owen picked some up from a walk one day, and the following morning I found them on the floor. My mind was racing to figure out how he pulled off his pants and diaper, took a dump, and then dressed himself again. But something about the way the light shone off their identical surfaces tipped me off before I panicked.

That was a close call. However, Owen is potty training at the moment, so we're still not out of the woods yet...

Comments

Anonymous said…

Good luck with the potty training!

You could start a business packaging those and selling them to practical jokers. I'm sure they would be a big hit with the potty training crowd, which includes practically everyone I know at the moment.

March 14, 2008 at 6:21 PM

Di said…

Love it!

March 20, 2008 at 8:34 AM

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