Now what do we do?!

This morning Kayla went poo and it was huge. By huge I mean like, I don't know how her tiny body made that! So I was standing there staring at it for a minute. I turned and looked at James (who was also standing there staring it also). I said, 'You know this isn't going to go down. What are we going to do?'

The toilet here in the hotel is small and not powerful at all. Add to that, they have water pressure problems in this building too. We aren't at home, so there's no plunger.

Dh said, 'Well, flush her down! You can't leave it there!'

I said 'I know, but it wont work!' He yells back, 'Flush it anyway!'

So I flushed.

It clogged the toilet. DH calls the front desk and asks them to send the maintenance guy over to plunge the toilet. I thought, good Lord! They're going to think we're lying and that DH did it! They're never going to believe us that DD did that.

I start to dig around and I found a plunger under the sink. Great! It must work, right?!

I give it a plunge and a flush, the toilet fills up with water and I'm now yelling at it to stop and ready to jump at the water shut off valve. It stops just short of the top.

Ben is now standing next to me. We both just stood there staring at the water and each other, watching it SLOWLY go down so I can try to plunge it again. He looks up at me and back at the water. Then up at me and before I know it, he is wrist deep in poo water.

I grab him out/up from the toilet and yell for DH to come up and help. I put him in the bath and we clean him up. We then disinfect him (after all, you never can be too careful with poo water!).

The poo was out of sight, but still...... gross!

It was just another day with Ben.