he's gonna kill me for this one day... :)

So, there are certain phone calls that parents DO NOT want to ever, ever receive.

I got one of those today.

"Mrs. Zurmely, this is Stacy from school. I've got Aj here..."

"yes?"

"he needs an extra change of clothes. he's had an accident and wet his pants."

"but isn't school going to be out in a minute?" (super compassionate, i know... i figured he could air-dry)

{silence}
{awkward throat-clearing}

"uh, it's number 2."

"i'm on my way."

I grab him some shorts and underwear and get to the school, kind of NOT hurrying. i was a little annoyed. (i know, i know - i have issues) I walk into the school and the secretary stops me and says, "i didn't notice before, but it's running..."

I look in and sure enough, i see my little first-grade looking so embarrassed and ashamed and like he really wished the world would swallow him whole with runny, brown poo all down his legs and all over his shoes. I quickly pull him into the bathroom, strip him down and deposit all the soiled clothes in the trash can. I grabbed an extra bag and put his shoes in it and started the delightful process of trying to wipe him up with paper towels and water. I got him clean enough but told him he wasn't getting in the car... he had his scooter - he could hurry home... BAREFOOT! now, before you think me the worst mom ever, hosing down a kid and his shoes is one thing, hosing down a van is quite another. and he thought it was awesome that i was actually letting him ride his scooter without shoes. win-win. i did feel badly for him, felt bad for me - felt worse for the janitor and the teacher whose classroom he soiled. it's was just a "crappy" situation. {hahahahaha}

so i get him home and finally get around to asking him what the heck happened. he said he'd been holding it in all day but it finally just started coming all out on it's own. i asked if he was scared of the bathrooms at school and he said, "no, i use them all the time."

it was then that the annoyance and returned. i seriously fought back the urge to yell, "so why not TODAY????"

no rhyme, no reason... just my Aj and a whole lot of crap.

 it's how we roll.