Samantha's embarassing story and she would DIE if she knew I blogged it!!

So pool season has officially started at our house. That means lots of time outside, lots of extra kids at the house and lots of quiet for me!! Last week Samantha came running into the house to use the bathroom. I was in the garage with the laundry and when I came in I saw little wet footprint on the floor and Sam moaning and groaning in the bathroom, "Mom, I need you". I thought she might need a roll of toilet paper so I opened the door and in her most desperately ill voice said, "I have diarrhea." Are you sick I asked. Then the story unfolded like this: I was swimming in the pool and the jet was on and I was pushing off and letting the jet give me a boost and the water shot up my butt!!! (This story was told while she was sitting on the toilet) I told her she gave herself an enema. And then the look of devastation crept on her face because she has a deeply embedded memory of Neil and I giving her an enema when she was 4 on our bathroom floor the the horror she experienced. I told her the diarrhea would go away and she could go back into the pool. Oh yeah! This is one good story we can use against her for the rest of her life.


(Something like this!! (I don't know this kid, just liked the pic)