My Mother-in-law bought me a pooping snowman many moons ago. I kept it in the package...waiting for the for perfect time to take him out of his package and allow him to finally relieve himself. Yesterday seemed like the perfect day. Asher was getting bored and I was trying to get ready so we could get over to our friend's house for lunch. I removed the snowman from the package and Asher was instantly intrigued. I showed him how to press the snowman's scarf down to release a turd (jellybean). After playing with the snowman for several minutes he decided it was time to taste some of its poop. He put two turds in his mouth and began playing with his big blue truck (thanks for the cool truck, Bubbe)...he stopped and walked over to me, opened his mouth and spit out both of the turds. He then looked at me with a disgusted look on his face and proclaimed "I don't like his poop. I don't, I don't like his Poop, Mommy".
*A good Mother would have been taking pictures of him playing with his first pooping snowman; however, I was not thinking that I would be writing a post about this. Ah, Poop!
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