We're in Utah right now for Jesse's youngest brother's wedding, and we decided to take a trip down to Provo to see if the Career Advisement Center had some career advice for Jesse.
While he was occupied, the boys and I were sitting in the area with all the tables outside the Cougeareat. Kellan told me he was going to go poop, so I quickly scooped our stuff up and headed to the bathroom so he could sit on the toilet. On our way over to the restrooms, Kellan ran under some random guy's table and sat right next to his feet. Then he proceeded to grunt and fill his diaper. I tried to call him out as soon as I realized where he was headed, but quickly changed my tactic to just walking away, extremely embarassed, hoping my kid would follow once the deed was done.
You know that kid went home and told his roommates that some toddler crawled under his table while he was studying and pooped. I know he noticed eventually, because when I walked by the table the smell of poop was in the air.
Thanks, Kellan! I owe you one!
4 comments:
oh no!!! hahahaha. i'm reeeealllly excited to have kids.... ;)
Did you at least get a mint brownie from sugar and spice?
Ah! That is HILarious and awful . . . but mostly hilarious. That little guy. And I hope you got a treat from sugar and spice, too. Heaven knows, you earned it!
haley, i feel SOOOOOOOO bad for you.:) (also,if i was that colleg guy,i would propobly be scarred for life.
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