even now it lies there, lurking at me...the largest turd ever produced by a non-elephant toddler, blocking our only toilet, refusing to be swept away to the land of poo and out of my life forever. when i pictured being a father i saw long walks in the woods, talking about the miracles of nature and the fantastic imaginings of human thought. i didn't so much see myself tending a crock pot and flipping diapers-fillings into the pooper. turdomegaly is a terrible disease in children. for all the child-rearing paraphernalia we DO have, we seem to lack a plunger.
pawsing for thought