Of liquid poop, birdseed and gravy boats

So here it is, my Thanksgiving post. It’s a few days late and actually, I wasn’t going to post anything about Thanksgiving. To be honest, I don’t find the typical Thanksgiving blog post interesting (“all the things I’m thankful for….”). I really don’t mean to criticize– it’s wonderful to remind ourselves of the countless things we have to be thankful for. But after I read about 5 Thanksgiving blog posts, they all start to sound the same. And if you know me at all, you know I tend to buck the status quo… for better or worse, that’s me. But after my family gathered for a belated Thanksgiving meal Saturday night, I just HAD to make my list! After you hear this story, you’ll understand.

My day started out very peacefully. I was rinsing the dust off my good dishes, getting out my punch bowl, had the turkey in the oven at 1:30… everything was going as planned. My kids were a little cranky, given that they didn’t have my undivided attention, but that’s to be expected on a day when one has a big meal to prepare.  My father and step-mother arrived around 2:00 and she helped me with some odds and ends. I was pleased with how smoothly all the preparations were going.  At one point we discovered that I owned no  gravy boat, and we chuckled over the fact that I decided to use one of my ceramic pitchers as a substitute– hey, we can just pour the gravy then… no spoon needed. Haha! I thought I was being rather clever (see me pat myself on the back).

My sister’s family arrived at 5:00, and we pulled the rest of the Thanksgiving side-dishes together and got everyone settled in their places. It was a lovely and delicious meal, thanks to Edith’s gravy, Jenn’s oyster stuffing and green beans and cranberry sauce, Dad’s mashed potatoes and my punch, cheeseball and crackers, turkey, corn and desserts (purchased of course!).  We shared stories and laughter and giggled about my gravy boat (it sure is unconventional, but it works beautifully!).  As often happens with big meals, the kids were finished first and ran in all directions in the house to play. At one point, while we adults were clearing dishes, I noticed that both of my children were in the downstairs bathroom while my niece was using the upstairs bathroom… hmmmmm… “oh well,” I thought, “Heidi will probably help Ben go potty when she’s finished. That will work out nicely. Then I can keep working in the kitchen.”  Haha, mommy, think again!  Not five minutes later I hear Heidi, “Um, mommy, i don’t really want to tell you this, but… um… Ben pooped NOT in the potty.”  Noooooooo…………. but, alas……… yes, yes he did! Apparently he couldn’t hold it until Heidi was finished. And this wasn’t chunky, semi-solid poop. No, this was runny, semi-diarrhea, liquid poop. Amid my lovely gagging sounds and Ben’s whining, we somehow survived the next fifteen minutes and sat down for dessert– not sure my stomach was really ready to handle that transition, but I deserved some pumpkin pie, darn it!

After some clean-up, my sister’s family was ready to head home. As the kids were gathering up their coats and shoes, I noticed my niece pull a bag of birdseed out of her coat pocket. “Hmmmm,” I wondered, “what is she going to do with that?” No sooner had the thought resounded in my mind, that her brother gave the ziplock bag a good squeeze– yep, you guessed it, a shower of tiny seeds rains down on our feet. If you aren’t familiar with a traditional birdseed mix, some of those seeds are as tiny as a pin head. Seriously. Now here is something to be thankful for– we were on a hard floor, right beside the front door. I got a broom and we swept the little seeds right out the door and then off the porch and into the grass! Problem solved. I’ll take birdseed over liquid poop ANY DAY and twice on Sundays.

With the help of my dad and step-mom, we had the house back in order before 8:30. Amazing. So here is my Thanksgiving list for 2008:

1. I am thankful for windows that open when there is uncontained poop in my bathroom.

2. I am thankful that I can breathe through my mouth instead of my nose when I need to.

3. I am thankful for the person who invited wet wipes. I would kiss them if I knew who they were!

4. I am thankful also for the person who invented brooms- what a genius!

5. I am thankful that my children will not always be preschoolers who cannot handle their own waste issues.

6. I am thankful for improvisation… including improvised gravy boats!

But mostly, this year, I am so very thankful for my family– who embraces my quirks and my intense personality, and helps me laugh through my stressed-out tears. You all “go right with my gravy boat” (inside joke) and that’s a GREAT thing!

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5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Mike
    Nov 30, 2008 @ 22:14:58

    A list of my own:
    1. This post was definitely worth the wait.
    2. I agree, in general, about Thanksgiving posts with lists.
    3. That’s why I didn’t do one.Your list, however… Priceless!
    4. If other people’s lists were half as heartfelt and real as yours are, this whole list-making thing would make a lot more sense to me.
    5. Those tiny birdseeds—how many angels do you suppose can dance on them?
    6.That’s it, I think 🙂

    Glad you had a good time with your family—birdseed and poop notwithstanding!

    Reply

  2. Annette
    Dec 01, 2008 @ 22:09:10

    and KrisAnne’s Thanksgiving list:

    PRICELESS

    Reply

  3. Tim
    Dec 02, 2008 @ 10:48:22

    Agreed with the frustration of Thanksgiving posts (though I couldn’t refrain from doing one. I’m awfully reflective this year).

    Appreciated yours. I love detailed stories about poop. Wait that didn’t come out right and the backspace button is too far from my pinky so I’ll guess it will have to stay like that.

    I also liked the above poster Mike’s point no. 5 of how many angels … Good question, I’ll have to think about that along side of can God create a bird seed so big that even He can’t lift it?

    Keep blogging.

    Reply

  4. Jennifer
    Dec 09, 2008 @ 00:27:42

    Oh, Sis…. so many gravy boat moments! And we were so helpful as we sat on our lovely, unspoiled chairs laughing our heads off at the “I Love Lucy” absurdity of it all! 🙂

    Seriously, Preachamama…. you rock! (And we are sorry about the birdseed eruption. Really.)

    Reply

  5. Aunt Brenda
    Dec 13, 2008 @ 13:08:21

    I am Thankful for extended family, email, facebook, and blogs that help keep up with that “far flung over the world’ family!

    Reply

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