poo.

Well here I sit, day 2 of this writing adventure of mine, I reflect upon my day and the craziness that is my life. After a slew(sp?) of troublesome phone calls that began my day I had the opportunity to sit on my back porch and watch my child happily play in the driveway. Feeling somewhat calm all considering the morning events I thought how nice to just sit and enjoy the simplicity of child's play. . . yeah right!! As I was feeling blissful I watched my son bend over and procede to do his dirty business right there on the concrete! Yuck, Gross, WTF were the first 3 exclamations that came to mind, nevermind the fact that at least he did pull his undies down so as not to mess them, I suppose I should give credit where it is due. The big picture being that my son just took a shit in my driveway! Well I have never had children before so this is all new to me and poo is just well poo, it's gross anyway its served. After dealing with the mess and getting my husband out of bed to deal w/his crazy wife I had time to actually sit down, drink my coffee and yes, laugh. If we remember anything in life, let it be the ability to find humour in the smallest situations. Since the economy decided to take a nose dive down the crapper and tensions can tend to run high at home my husband and I have blessedly found the ability to laugh at life. Don't get me wrong it's not all roses, but when you have found your soulmate and can stay on the same page the majority of time than I suppose life ain't all that bad. This my friends is why I am able to get out of bed each day because sometimes life is positively beautiful and sometimes, well, there is just poo. Goodnight world.