Wednesday, June 18, 2008

I'm officially a weirdo...

...at least according to my son I'm sure. It all started with a trip to the doctor today in which the good doc discovered (by some poking and prodding) that my son was constipated. I was given a prescription for a laxative and orders to give it to him until "nature took it's course". The only way to be sure, since I don't normally escort my son to the bathroom anymore, is to ask. I called him aside and told him that I "need to know when you poo"...and the look I received back was priceless. This dazed and confused look was followed with a timid "why?", to which I could only explain what the laxative was for...and of course my words were wasted on a seven year old.

So now here I sit, a strange old man in my son's eyes...with a strange fascination about his bowel movements and a two year supply of mystery powder that gets served in apple juice.

The joys of parenthood...asking questions of your own children that would get you thrown in jail if it were someones kid other than your own.

2 comments:

Zee said...

Thanks for making me laugh Rob. I needed that :D

Abez said...

Lol! Ah, parenthood... I thought I reached the zenith of grossness when I had to take a live beetle out of Khalid's mouth a while back. Khalid doesn't talk yet, so I' sure if he thinks I'm stark-raving nuts then he hasn't found a way to tell me yet.