A Poop in the Hand is Worth Two in the Bush…

While walking through Target for our fourth time this week, I overheard the most awesome parent conversation on the face of the earth. It was between a mother and her about-as-tall-as-my-thigh kid (so, like 4 years old?) – here’s how it went down.

Kid: Mommy, I think I still have some poop in my butt.

Mother: Did you wipe all the way when you went potty before we left?

Kid: I think I forgot to use toilet paper.

Mother: Uhm…sweetie… what did you use then?

Kid: Well… uhm…my hand.

Mother: Let’s stop holding hands and find the bathroom.

What’s so damn funny about that conversation is that I was holding my own daughter’s hand at the time. And you better believe I sniffed that thing immediately.

Parenting. A world full of poop and no soap in sight.