The Little Shit

Ironically, just now as I was trying to come up with something witty to tell you about, my daughter shit on the living room carpet. What makes this even more interesting is that it wasn't little T.Rube. It was big S.Rube, who will be 4 this summer.

My first instinct was to rub her nose in it. But, I reminded myself that this was my daughter and not my dog. And then I reminded myself that even my dogs haven't shit on the floor for about 9 years....and that maybe rubbing her nose in it would be a fine way to handle the situation. Better than spraying her down with cold water or strangling her, which I also thought about. And then I reminded myself that I'd have to be the one to clean the shit off her face afterwards and that would be worse than cleaning up the floor (it would get into the little crevices along the nose and even into her nose.....) Plus, when I rubbed her face in the feces, it would just spread the shit around further and deeper into the carpet.
So, I dumped that idea. She's lucky. That would have been gross.