Tag: poop

Until recently I thought everyone’s family talked about poop.   That poop was just a normal conversation.    A new member of the family informed us that, “no, not everyone talks about poop  and it is just plain weird”.   This caused me to reflect.   Maybe it is because I am a nurse, or a mother, and that is how this strange family habit started.  Then I remember these conversations occurring  when I was a child so that can’t be the reasoning behind it.    Isn’t it necessary tho?    How do we know if our kids are constipated if we don’t talk about it?  “Did Timmy poop today?  Was it a good one?”  Doesn’t everyone comment on how stinky the litter box is?  Oh my god, what if we have to run out of the room during our favorite TV show, causing a long intermission.  Do we not owe our family members an explanation “I’m sorry, it is the damn  iceberg lettuce I had at noon”?  “Do not go in there!”   Hmmm.  We have spent many family get togethers reminiscing about the good ole days and well, you know, that one time when grandpa had to run up 100 steps with his butt cheeks clenched fighting off an attack of diarrhea, or the time uncle Ben pooped in a rest stop, sitting next to a stranger, who had also just finished his second cup of coffee.  Maybe it is a little odd.   The topic does seem to come up quite regularly, pardon the pun.  I will try to me more cognizant of it, maybe not bring it up at the dinner table and definitely not in front of strangers or at work.   I think that’s a pretty good compromise.   What do you think?