Poop… to do or doodoo.
We just started a new school and my angel is having a hard time with poop in the potty. He just turned 3. He loves looking at his giant, stinky poop. However, he’s just not ready to feel it comin’ and tell someone.
I caught him the other day in “just in time” thought and put him on the potty and there it went… in the potty!! Yay! I was so excited I baked cupcakes and had a “Poopy Potty Party” it was a huge success. He was so excited and proud that he went in the potty.
Then…. the novelty wore off.
We love the new school, but they are not equip to change diapers. They are a school, not a daycare. They are being super patient with him, however they need me to be “on poop call” during school hours.
This is fine…we live a few blocks away…
But…
What happens when it’s a time where I’m in a meeting? Or in another city on biz? Or… you get my drift…
This made me think about how having a support system in place is critical to single motherhood. I thought “well, this would be a great time to have a husband” since I don’t how can I deal with this? I decided to ask friends if they would step up and be on call in case of an emergency.
I will let you know how it goes… I haven’t asked yet.
Ok, so I did ask and guess what? All my friends I asked said YES. I gave the teacher’s their phone numbers in case I can’t make it. The director at school was so pleased to hear that our friends in our small town would step up to the plate and sacrafice their day to be on “poopy doodoo call”. Just goes to show you that when life gives you lemons, you can make lemonaide. 
Think out of the BOX… it’s safe…
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