There is an inside joke in our family about the "poop club." The poop club, in case you are wondering, is a club you can only join if you have a poopy accident in your pants while out in public. Gross, huh?
Well, Asher officially joined - willing or not - today at the Nebraska Furniture Mart. Asher spent the morning at Grandma Kathy's with Henry and Ben while I was a mommy helper at Addison's preschool. While at Grandma's house, Asher had a poo accident. He went in his pants, then pulled down his pants and sat on the potty. He clearly has a serious GI thing going on, and he is so new at this potty thing that he can hardly hold it!
We went to the Mart to pick up Avatar for Chris and then look for Alivia's desk for her birthday. We purchased the movie along with 100's of other people, then walked a mile to the desks in the basement of the furniture section of this massive store. Asher had to go potty right away, but could not go when he sat down. We walked over to the desk area when it hit him. He looked at me all upset and said as loud as he could, "I have to POOP!" I think he did just that as we ran across the store to the potty.
Poor kiddo. He did not ask to join the poopy club...but he did. Fortunately for Asher, he is not the only member of our family who is a member of the club. And, I will just leave it at that.
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