Thursday, September 11, 2008

Max the Dog

Max was outside, in the backyard. He was waiting for some friends to arrive, so that they might go swimming together, in our hot-tub. He was wearing a pair of swim trunks when I sent him out there. When I happened to look out the back door, to check on him, I noticed that he was naked...again...nothing new for Max. But when I noticed his side-to-side gait, I knew something was wrong...

Me: "Max, what are you doing?"
Max: "Nothing"
Me: "Put your shorts back on"
Max: "I can't"
Me: "Why not?"
Max: "I got poopoo"
Me: "Well get in the house and let's get you cleaned up"

The conversation continues in the bathroom...

Me: "What happened? Did you have an accident?"
Max: "No"
Me: "Then why do you have poopoo on you?"
Max: "I pooped like Morgan" (Morgan is our dog)
Me: "you WHAT?"
Max: "I pooped like Morgan"
Me: "On the GROUND?"
Max: "yeah"
Me: heavy sigh

I won't bore you with the details of my lecture about how people use the potty and dogs go outside, on the ground, but I'm hoping we won't have a repeat performance...ever.

1 comment:

aapuzzanchera said...

This cracked me up! I am not a parent, but I can't wait to embrace these wonderful little joys!