Ew. On second thought, maybe I shouldn’t use the words “poo” and “niblet” in the same sentence…

Live and learn.

This morning, on the Silly Mom Thoughts Facebook Fanpage, I wrote:

Love is never having to say “I’m sorry, I crapped on you.” Apparently, my kids love me… a lot.

It turned out to be a huge tease and I received a couple of comments from readers who were anticipating a juicy poo story.

Hm… “juicy” and “poo” shouldn’t go together in a sentence either.

Noted.

The problem is, that my Facebook update wasn’t necessarily meant as a precursor to a hilarious poop story. It was more reminiscing on my part, of past poo trauma.

That’s not to say, of course, that I don’t have a recent poop story. These stories happen almost daily, so I figured you’d all get tired of them.

After reading the responses to my Facebook update, I can see that isn’t so.

I pretty much lost it today.

Twice.

You see, my life revolves around poop. From the second I wake up in the morning, open the twins’ bedroom door and am nearly knocked unconscious by a mushroom cloud of stank, to the final nasty diaper of the day.

All day.

Every day.

Double diaper duty.

Sure, I love my babies. I do not, however, feel any fondness to their feces.

This morning, I left the babies in their cribs a little longer than normal. Read more on Seriously, enough with the crap….

A conversation with Lily about where she’s supposed to go to the bathroom. Notice her stinker face at about :27. Imagine trying to keep a straight face when she gives you that expression after getting into trouble.

Read more on Video: “Where do we go potty?”…