The "well, poop!" comment used to be my contribution where "Oh, s---" would have sufficed...except this time, "poop" is the better word! For reasons known only to God, my grandchildren have decided to use the potty when piddling is the mission, but choose to do the poop thing in their collective clothes. It is frustrating, at best. I went to Muncie on Friday for the weekend, and in short order, had to clean up major "accidents" in toilet training. It's just nasty! I am somewhat convinced that Meg's illness of last week was connected to proximity to dirty children's clothing...
Had my first day of summer school today. Aside from the FOUR fire alarms that occurred during the first period, and the fact that my 8th graders had gym for their activity period with no balls or other equipment, it went well.
After school, I went to help a friend sort and pack and pitch stuff preparatory for a move. I envy them not!
Life goes on. Day Two of summer school coming up!
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