Unibrow & a Poop Update of a Different Variety

First, the unibrow.

I had a unibrow as a child. (Sometimes I still do when I get lazy about waxing.) I was teased relentlessly, but my mother would never let me pluck it and always said things like, "Brooke Shields has a unibrow!" Finally, when I was about 10, my sister plucked it for me when my parents were out of town.

Sophie has inherited my unibrow and I have to admit that I love it. (I know...that's probably how my mother felt about mine.) That said, I will let her pluck it when she really wants to, but I'm hoping to put that off as long as I can. So far so good, until today...

Sophie: Mom...

Me: Yeah?

Sophie: Bert from Sesame Street has a unibrow.

Me: He does.

[There is some dancing around the room while eating popcorn and then...]

Sophie: A second grader from Mrs. Schumaker's class told me that I have a unibrow.

[Oh shit.]

Me: You do, and I love it!

[long pause]

Sophie: Me too.

Phew.


And now the poop update...

This morning when KC went downstairs, he discovered that Hazel, our 14-year-old dog, had pooped in the house. Hazel has many flaws--she's covered in warts, she's very flatulent, sometimes she snaps at the children--but pooping inside is not one of them.  This is our signal that the end is near.  It's sad, but she's had a really good run of it.  Mostly I'm sad because I know the kids will be really sad.

Anyway, it was one of the only times she had ever pooped in the house that the kids witnessed so there was lots of excitement about it.

[They are upstairs looking over the banister.]

Sophie: EEEEEEWWWWW!!

Ava: Where? I don't see poop.

Sophie: See it?  Come over here.

Ava: POOP!!!!!

[Then they go downstairs to "help" KC. Of course, Sophie is back up with me in about 10 seconds.]

Ava: Hazel poop.

KC: Yeah.  She did.

Ava: Hazel didn't poop in my diaper.

She said this as if to confirm that Hazel hadn't encroached on her turf, then she promptly took a giant poop in her diaper.