Saturday, November 26, 2011

What Child Is This?

For those unaware of my history, I always wanted five sons.  Between my experience with high school mean girls and my time spent working at a Girl Scout Summer Camp, I was relieved to welcome boy after boy after boy.  I figured a girl would cost way too much money, call me bad names in her teen years, and blame me when she shot to 6' 2" in 6th grade.

Still, my super-sized sons wreaked so much havoc on my uterus that I was medically cut off at 3 boys.  Don't get me wrong, I am grateful.  But somewhere in my mind, little Sean and Michael will always be missing at the dinner table (or even little Riley or Margaret or Emily because it's not like I wouldn't have loved them).

I've tried to talk my husband into adopting a couple more kids.  His response?

No.  We're good.

So when my doorbell rang last night and I spied a car zipping away, I thought that maybe this was it...finally, an abandoned baby left on my doorstep to love and cherish all of my days.

When I opened the door, I instead found this:

Feel free to marvel at the glorious poo-colored carpet. 

I've already checked with my usual suspects of people who drop funny things off on my door, and nobody has yet to fess up.

On the bright side, it is a boy.


  1. That's awesome! Yet another reason why "front porch" is on my list of house must-haves.

    (Sadly, it wasn't me. :)

  2. I'm confused, I thought that at Christmas time Santa went around giving gifts but now a month early he himself is the gift.

    We enjoy telling our second boy of two that we were hoping for a girl, her name was going to be Chelsie Ann.

    I was going to admit that I drove all the way to your place to give you the gift that keeps on giving but that would have confused the real giver, so pretend this sentence didn't happen. I think you have set yourself up for future new boy deliveries, its kinda like a stork thing.

  3. Marianne
    You better change your address.

  4. Well that certainly beats a burning bag of poop, right?

  5. Does it play music? That would be the ULTIMATE!!

  6. Skwishee - Oh - don't limit yourself. Front porch or back porch or've got lots of options!

    esbboston - I'm confused, too!

    SF - Why? It's starting to feel like every day is Christmas around here. (;

    Ali - burning poop? Do people really do that. Should I be scared?

    Sara - no music, but it moves! I shot a video, but I filmed it sideways so I didn't post it.