Comments on: The Crappy Day Continues: Part II of the Epic Series, “A Really Crappy Day” http://www.justbarely.net/2007/03/the-crappy-day-continues-part-ii-of-the-epic-series-a-really-crappy-day/ It'll crack your shit up. Wed, 11 Aug 2010 15:06:03 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: Seriously, Could This Day Get Any Crappier? Part III of the Epic Series: A Really Crappy Day : Just Barely http://www.justbarely.net/2007/03/the-crappy-day-continues-part-ii-of-the-epic-series-a-really-crappy-day/#comment-329 Seriously, Could This Day Get Any Crappier? Part III of the Epic Series: A Really Crappy Day : Just Barely Wed, 11 Mar 2009 17:51:45 +0000 http://justbarely.net/?p=15#comment-329 [...] sure to read “A Really Crappy Day: Parts I and II” [...] [...] sure to read “A Really Crappy Day: Parts I and II” [...]

]]> By: Army of Mom http://www.justbarely.net/2007/03/the-crappy-day-continues-part-ii-of-the-epic-series-a-really-crappy-day/#comment-4 Army of Mom Mon, 26 Mar 2007 03:06:00 +0000 http://justbarely.net/?p=15#comment-4 Man, why do kids do that? I have three and it never failed that they would poop at the worst times. My No. 2 child (no pun intended) was the worst. Our first excursion out with him and Child No. 1 to Chuck E. Cheese resulted in my child pooping all over himself, me and the changing table. The only change of clothes for him in the diaper bag was a plain white onesie. Then, on a road trip from Texas to Florida, he exploded at some roadside diner. I had used all my wet wipes and didn't have an extra set of clothes for him with me (they were buried in the car) and thankfully the many moms in the bathroom helped me with wet papertowels and to help me retrieve my husband.<br/><br/>These days will pass, rest assured. Now, my children are all potty trained. Now, they just puke at the worst times. Something to look forward to for you. :) Man, why do kids do that? I have three and it never failed that they would poop at the worst times. My No. 2 child (no pun intended) was the worst. Our first excursion out with him and Child No. 1 to Chuck E. Cheese resulted in my child pooping all over himself, me and the changing table. The only change of clothes for him in the diaper bag was a plain white onesie. Then, on a road trip from Texas to Florida, he exploded at some roadside diner. I had used all my wet wipes and didn’t have an extra set of clothes for him with me (they were buried in the car) and thankfully the many moms in the bathroom helped me with wet papertowels and to help me retrieve my husband.

These days will pass, rest assured. Now, my children are all potty trained. Now, they just puke at the worst times. Something to look forward to for you. :)

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