Id like to offer a little context....
I had a small child sh*t in a room humidifier reservoir because he thought it was a training potty. What we still can't figure out is how he did so over a 2" hole, in the dark of night & not leave any evidence. We only sorted it a few days later, after we returned home & the humidifier had been running for many hours. Took days to rid the house of the stench.
THAT however does not compare to the Poo Van Gogh exhibit (the same unnamed 3yo little boy) debuted in the guest bath during a Christmas dinner party. It took some coaxing to get him to unlock the door because he didn't want to be scolded for running the hot water unattended as he was attempting to clean up before discovery. He finally unlocked the door, opened it & holy sh*tnado batman! It was so absurd, so thorough & so ill timed the only thing I could do was start laughing.
He said: something stinks.
I smiled & said: sure does. Want to take a bath?
He said: yes. Am I in trouble?
I said: nope. Its happens sometimes
He said: thanks. I love you.
I said: I love you too.
The party went on & only a few were the wiser. Thankfully we had more than one bath & everyone was directed to used the master. Good memories.
Those are the cute stories...
All that said, puke snot diarrhea blood guts & even rot doesn't bother me as I generally have an iron constitution but seeing cat poo in the rice cooker actually made me queasy.
Thanks.
