It was all going so well, a beautiful sunny day and all three of us in the park. DS was on great form, kicking this big blue ball and pointing at everything.... and then I saw him bend down near my DH, and he picked up the most enormous dog turd. We nearly died. :puke2:
My DH was filming our outing on his ipod, so we have video evidence of the horrific moment. The camerawork is beautiful up to this point, golden evening sunshine, laughter, blue sky... Once my DH realises what DS is holding "isn't an interesting stick" all you can see is the camera flying, my bottom disappearing as I run to fetch wipes, and a lot of screaming - DS out of annoyance, us out of terror.