Monday, January 19, 2009

The more things change...

The more they don't, really.

My mother tells stories about how I was her teeny shadow when I was a little'un.
I'd follow her all over the house, dragging my baby dolls and my Fisher Price Farm wherever she went, plopping myself down quietly to play, just to be close to her. I especially liked to follow her into the bathroom.

Between my sister and me, I don't think the woman had a private bowel movement in upwards of six years.

I found it hard to imagine how any child could be so obsessed with her mother that she'd even follow her into the crapper.

Then I had Lily.


1979



2009
(Note the Polly Pockets have replaced the Fisher Price Farm).



HAPPY OBAMA DAY!!!!

27 comments:

I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll. said...

Happy Obama day, indeed! Your illustrations are... unique.

I might have a wordpress account in a week or so. We shall see if Google cares about getting rid of trolls or not.

Krissyface said...

Hi, Scoot...
Keep me posted.

I'm reading a scary book about trolls, as it happens.

Just Sayin' said...

Must be a chick thing. I can honestly say I've never felt the urge to follow anyone into the bathroom, and if anyone ever followed me in I'm not sure I'd be able to perform.

I close the door even when no one else is home...

The Third String said...

Your photoshop skills are getting dangerously close to mine.

Krissyface said...

Just sayin',

Could be a chick thing. You know how we love to go to the bathroom together, at any age. Oh, us girls.

String, Yeah, wow. What skills, huh? I know, don't these pictures look soooo realistic?!

Anonymous said...

your bathroom appears substantially more spacious than i recall...

nitewalk6 said...

I fear the odoriferous aroma would have me vacating the space expeditiously.

ie; EWWWW sumthin smells like ass

Krissyface said...

Jeremy, it's my fantasy life. Go with it.

Nitewalk, obviously you've never been to the bathroom with me. It's a flowery, beautifying experience.

nitewalk6 said...

I accept your invite. I'll bring my own can of Glade'
Guys, order your 8x10 glossy's now.

Blank said...

Now I know why my blog is.. well, boring.

Vegas Linda Lou said...

FUNNY--love it!

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Mighty Dyckerson said...

I like to watch you poop too...through that window behind your toilet. God bless binoculars.

The Self-Deprechaun said...

Those are awesome pictures. Sometimes if my wife is on the can and I have to go pee real bad, I just ask her to open up her legs and give me an opening b/c my aim is good. Booyeah!

Bretthead said...

You, are damn funny! Love your blog. I have plenty of poop stories of my own. Well, my kids were the main characters, but I was a reluctant supporting cast member.

Glad I stumbled onto you. I will be back.

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JAMES WOE said...

love the profile pic...and yes, i have taken a crap with a crying baby on my lap. ruins the tranquility of the moment for sure.

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krista zee said...

You are hilarious.
Favorite post.

Krissyface said...

Nitewalk, you don't want to do that. Trust me on this.

Linda Lou, thanks!

Dyck, I thought I heard giggling in the courtyard. Well, whatever makes you happy.

Dep, My husband and I used to do that sometimes. We're divorced now. Just sayin'.

Wowie, So glad you like it. Keep comin back, it works if you work it!!!

James, OMG, I used to do that too. While nursing. There is truly no dignity in parenting.

KZ, Thanks dahling.

kimberkara said...

Great pics! I had to chuckle. I am pretty much revolted by smelling someones ass. I will hold a pee for like 2 hours after someone has ruint the bathroom. Anyway, Sadie has no issue hanging out in the bathroom with whomever will let her. She even sits on her potty while you sit on your potty. As soon as she learns to crap in it things are gonna have to change. I don't want to screw her up but ewwww.

Warped Mind of Ron said...

Wow... And I can't even go the the crapper if the dog follows me in.

Effortlessly Average said...

Yeah, and just try closing the door. Then you see fingers waggling under the base and a shrill voice shouting "hey! what are you doing in there? Let me in!" I am soooo waiting until until my kids get their own place, then I'm going to stand there and bang on the door when they're trying to get a moment's peace. heh.

Prunella Jones said...

Hmmm "Family Bonding Through Bowel Movements"? That would make a great subject for a PhD Thesis. I'll have to remember that one if I ever go back to school.

Love the illustrations!

Memphis said...

I loved the Fisher Price farm!

You are some kind of Photoshop genius with these images.