I know what you’re thinking.
You’re thinking that at the ripe old age of four, everyone has an accident once in a while. Especially considering it was on the day that you moved into your new house and your parents were neglecting you busy unloading and couldn’t get you to the toilet on time. It happens.
Sure. But what if your parents shared this little piece of news with perspective mates and new friends?
Still okay?
Didn’t think so.
Thankfully, there’s therapy for those embarrassing moments (it kind of sounds like I’m about to launch into some advertisement about feminine products).
As part of my self-prescribed embarrassment therapy (of which I am a frequent client), I thought that I’d just shout it from the rooftops.
I POOPED MY PANTS!
There, I feel better now. Okay, not really.
In fact, not at all.
Did I just admit that “I Popped My Pants?”
I guess it could be worse.
I could have been talking about yesterday.
Get Caught up in the Series, it’s Addictive!
8. I Tore my Knee Cartilage Highjumping,
7. I got Migraines to Avoid Ballet,
6. I Cut off all my Hair and gave it to Barbie,
5. I Got Kicked out of Brownies,
4. I Pooped My Pants,
3. I Almost Sold my Brother for 25 Cents,
2. I Was Adopted,
1. I Was Born.
on my way over to read!
Popping over!
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You are quite awesome yourself! Thanks for being my “guest!”
Oh this I got to read, thanks for letting us know! đ
lol. great post! (i went over to read!)
Unadulterated awesomeness, per usual! đ
LOL! “Bet you can hardly contain yourself” and “pooped my pants”. Enough said! đ Awesome!!! Love reading your posts!