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        <title>Utterly Unspeakable - Loving, Laughing, and Trying to Leave a Legacy - heatherijames&apos;s Blog - The Bakersfield Voice</title>
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        <description>Ethan&#039;s been potty trained for almost two years now but recently we&#039;ve been working on him doing the, well...um...the wiping.&amp;nbsp; I should say, however, that we were working on the wiping.&amp;nbsp; After a few botched attempts I told Ethan we would go back to Mommy doing it and try again next month.&amp;nbsp;
But he wouldn&#039;t have any of it.&amp;nbsp; Thus, he makes secret trips to the bathroom to hone in on his skills and only calls on me when he&#039;s tired of trying to get the job done.&amp;nbsp; Usually, the aftermath is nothing bad at all.&amp;nbsp; But today, oh dear Lord, today was utterly unspeakable.&amp;nbsp;
The toilet seat was....&amp;nbsp; And in between the sheets of the roll of toilet paper....&amp;nbsp; He told me he had stuck his finger in....&amp;nbsp; I had to wipe down his lower back....&amp;nbsp; Unspeakable things.&amp;nbsp; Such unspeakable things.&amp;nbsp;
The climax of it all&amp;nbsp;was the very poor timing of serving him a piece of chocolate frosted cake immediately prior.&amp;nbsp; There was a certain smudge below his bottom lip.&amp;nbsp; As we were washing his hands I asked, &amp;quot;Is that poop or chocolate by your mouth?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; The child proceeded to stick his tongue out and lick at the smudge with both a look of necessity and hesitation until he smiled and said, &amp;quot;Nah.&amp;nbsp; It&#039;s just chocolate.&amp;quot;
Thank God for small miracles, thank God it was just chocolate.&amp;nbsp; The only thing left from the debacle is trying to strategize a plan of anti-bacterial attack for that toilet seat.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise, I&#039;m afraid I will never use it again.&amp;nbsp;</description>
        <itunes:summary>Ethan&#039;s been potty trained for almost two years now but recently we&#039;ve been working on him doing the, well...um...the wiping.&amp;nbsp; I should say, however, that we were working on the wiping.&amp;nbsp; After a few botched attempts I told Ethan we would go back to Mommy doing it and try again next month.&amp;nbsp;
But he wouldn&#039;t have any of it.&amp;nbsp; Thus, he makes secret trips to the bathroom to hone in on his skills and only calls on me when he&#039;s tired of trying to get the job done.&amp;nbsp; Usually, the aftermath is nothing bad at all.&amp;nbsp; But today, oh dear Lord, today was utterly unspeakable.&amp;nbsp;
The toilet seat was....&amp;nbsp; And in between the sheets of the roll of toilet paper....&amp;nbsp; He told me he had stuck his finger in....&amp;nbsp; I had to wipe down his lower back....&amp;nbsp; Unspeakable things.&amp;nbsp; Such unspeakable things.&amp;nbsp;
The climax of it all&amp;nbsp;was the very poor timing of serving him a piece of chocolate frosted cake immediately prior.&amp;nbsp; There was a certain smudge below his bottom lip.&amp;nbsp; As we were washing his hands I asked, &amp;quot;Is that poop or chocolate by your mouth?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; The child proceeded to stick his tongue out and lick at the smudge with both a look of necessity and hesitation until he smiled and said, &amp;quot;Nah.&amp;nbsp; It&#039;s just chocolate.&amp;quot;
Thank God for small miracles, thank God it was just chocolate.&amp;nbsp; The only thing left from the debacle is trying to strategize a plan of anti-bacterial attack for that toilet seat.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise, I&#039;m afraid I will never use it again.&amp;nbsp;</itunes:summary>
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        <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 22:44:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Jul 18,  2008 at 07:07 AM : It was that...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;It was that bad??&amp;nbsp; Oh, you poor thing.&amp;nbsp; I seriously feel for you.&amp;nbsp; hahaha (and yet, I&#039;m also laughing!)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;It was that bad??&amp;nbsp; Oh, you poor thing.&amp;nbsp; I seriously feel for you.&amp;nbsp; hahaha (and yet, I&#039;m also laughing!)&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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                <title>Jul 18,  2008 at 03:07 PM : &amp;nbsp;
Ah!...</title>
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&lt;p&gt;Ah! Freakin hilarious! Isn&#039;t life all about timing?!!! You have a fabulous sense of humor heatherijames! And great photo, too!! I&#039;m not going to stop laughing about this one for a LONG time!&lt;/p&gt;
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://sp1.yt-thm-a04.yimg.com/image/25/f11/192098880+&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ah! Freakin hilarious! Isn&#039;t life all about timing?!!! You have a fabulous sense of humor heatherijames! And great photo, too!! I&#039;m not going to stop laughing about this one for a LONG time!&lt;/p&gt;
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