The youth met at our house tonight to go out for their activity. One family had all their kids, including a 6 year old. Not sure on the details, but basically crapped all over the carpeted floor of one of our bathrooms! And it was everywhere, around behind the toilet, all over the toilet.
My wife told the parents and they said "oh well" and left!!!!! I like the family, but holy freakin' cow!
So, I had to clean up the mess and you can still see it in the carpet. I am pissed!
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We got rid of the carpet in our bathrooms a long time ago. 'course, we have 7 kids.
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Gets even worse, he crapped on the carpet in one of my kids' rooms. Guess how I found that out, come on guess!
That's right, I stepped in it with my bare foot!!!
What is the matter with people!
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My 5yo daughter's bff pooped her pants at the playplace last night and her mom was MIA, but all I had to do was change her and put some of my daughter's clothes on her.
Maybe they were just so horribly embarrassed that they didn't know quite what to do...???
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Seriously, call ask them which carpet cleaner they want to come and clean up the mess, and if they don't know, you'll decide for them. Then give them the bill.
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BAN THEM and send them a BILL for cleaning, sanitizing and/or replacing the flooring. That is just gross.
It's one thing if your child has issues that need taking care of, and you DO take care of them and offer whatever remedies, restitution and cleaning is needed.
But to just let a child use someone else's home as a toilet...
Oh, sorry! I think that is sad that they didn't show more remorse, but as was suggested, maybe they are just embarassed. Hopefully their child doesn't have any illness-
I recall a time in India when I was about 8, I got sick w/the runs-- happens to many when they visit India, due to the different type of food,e tc. So I made a mess all over the tile floor of a relative. At least they were kind to me. Another time in India when I was about 21, my little brother who was 1 1/2 years old got sick all over a somwhat distant relative who picked us up at the airport at about 2AM. We'd never met this relative (ie my dad's uncles relative or in law). I remember apologizing and I rememeber the kindness of that relative and telling us not to worry about it.
One time I offered to babysit a lady's kids while she was in school and her husband at work. For her 3 y ear old or so, she told me I didn't need to worry about the carseat but I insisted on it. So I had to pick up one of the kids from his school.Meanwhile one of the kids had a toilet accident in his carseat. Even though it was contained in the carseat, I was frustrated that my car could have been damaged.
OK, saying this, again I am sorry that happened! And I like what Jen advised, especially since this couple either didn't show remorse OR since they possibly knowingly brought a child w/that problem into your home.
Maybe you can make them a nice plate of treats and include on it one of those Santa's lumps of coal? Or give them Hot Chocolate w/Snoman's Poop (mini marshmellows)?? Or make them some of those No Bake "Poo" cookies (oatmeal w/chocolate, etc). But it would be a mean sublimal message-- so you can make those items and share w/us!!
It's available on the pet aisle of Walmart and other places. (It mostly gets used for bad aim boys' bathroom, but I have had occasion to use it on vomit and poo, too.) I am always recommending it.
-- Edited by hiccups at 20:53, 2007-12-20
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Maybe you can call or send an email and say you weren't clear if she got the message-- this way you reiterate what happened just in case she was in another zone and didn't hear what your wife said? Then they have no choice but to hopefully apologize or do some sort of recompense.
Hmmm. I would expect a six-year-old to have better potty skills than that. I mean, he's got to be in Kinder or first grade, right?
My guess is that the poor little guy was sick and didn't know what to do--unfamiliar environment, lots of unfamiliar people, nobody paying attention. Accidents happen.
Val, I'm sorry you got stuck with cleaning up the mess.
eta: maybe a phone call or card asking if he's okay would give the parents another opportunity to apologize in a less stressful setting.
-- Edited by Roper at 21:36, 2007-12-20
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I probably wouldn't be offering my home for a youth activity anytime soon.
There is just nothing more gross than that.
I'm with Roper.
Stay cool!... but yeah, I'd be freakin' a little if it had happened to me.
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Just wait... eventually you may get the opportunity to clean your parents poo.
Been there, done that, washed the T-shirt.
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I am cool about it. The thing is that the kid is not sick. It's just weird. We are too close a knit branch for something like that to be an issue. But, they really did say oh well, let's go. Anyway, it's over and done. I think sometimes it is best to just leave the elephant in the room alone.
It is just one of those surreal things that you cannot believe just happened.
I could not imagine my own kids doing that, let alone just walking off. Maybe they did not know what to do, but it still blows my mind.
As far as my own kids, they have puked in my mouth, peed in my mouth (talking to wife while she bathedthe youngest at a couple of months old and he let loose and it went straight into my mouth), etc. But to clean up another kid's poo that was everywhere, even behind the toilet, it was like he was finger painting with it. But then to step barefoot into it...yuck.
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no unhallowed hand can stop the work from progressing... the truth of God will go forth till it has penetrated every website, sounded in every ear, till the purposes of God shall be accomplished and the great Jehovah shall say the work is done
Yeah, Val, that is weird. Especially the reaction of the parents. If I was the parent, I'd be mortified. I'd be there cleaning it up the best I could and then I'd send over professional carpet cleaners the next day. Not so much because it's a poo thing but because it's an etiquette thing.
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I don't blame you for being totally ticked off Val. I would have been too. There is nothing more grose than cleaning up poo! Cat and I are experts at it. Unfortunately for the sake of good relations it is too late to have them do anything about it now. In hindsight it would have probably been good to ask if they could help clean it up before they left (and you would not have been out of line) but too late now.
I'm shocked that the parents reacted that way. But then, they probably didn't comprehend the magnitude of the mess.
My wife and I would have been scrubbing your carpet with our carpet cleaner and we would have apologized over and over again. Their reaction was just irresponsible but not surprising in today's world.
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The parent's reaction is really not that atypical. I've heard that sort of story a number of times so far in my mortal experience. Just don't ever go to their house for chocolate fudge delight. :)
--Ray
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And, in stories form the other end of the spectrum...
We were visiting a friend of my husband, in their new house, when I laid my baby on the floor, he spit up---carrots. I immediatly began to clean and scrub with what I had available--water and burp cloths-- but I was left with a dime size bit of orange on the almost white burber.
The wife--said nothing, offered nothing, pointed to the faucet when I asked for something to clean it with.
But the kids--ages 6-12--stood beside me telling me how rude I was to spill, how awful I was, how new the carpet was, how angry their mother would be. All in front of the mother who continued in saying nothing. When i started to cry, and the kids contintued the barrage, mom still said nothing.
We were there to watch the Superbowl. I dabbed and blotted and cried for the first half and we left at halftime. Mom still said nothing.
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My daughter took a ball point pen to a new member of our ward's new futon. Gouged the thing to death... we've offered free babysitting for life, and apologized, but honestly there is little else we can do to fix it outside of buying them a new futon, which I don't currently have the means to do... though I suppose I should have a special fund set aside for all the destruction my children do...
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I'm not slow; I'm special. (Don't take it personally, everyone finds me offensive. Yet somehow I manage to live with myself.)
And, in stories form the other end of the spectrum...
We were visiting a friend of my husband, in their new house, when I laid my baby on the floor, he spit up---carrots. I immediatly began to clean and scrub with what I had available--water and burp cloths-- but I was left with a dime size bit of orange on the almost white burber.
The wife--said nothing, offered nothing, pointed to the faucet when I asked for something to clean it with.
But the kids--ages 6-12--stood beside me telling me how rude I was to spill, how awful I was, how new the carpet was, how angry their mother would be. All in front of the mother who continued in saying nothing. When i started to cry, and the kids contintued the barrage, mom still said nothing.
We were there to watch the Superbowl. I dabbed and blotted and cried for the first half and we left at halftime. Mom still said nothing.
Anyone who has children and then puts in white carpet should have their head examined.
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Ros- my, that is sad the lady said nothing to help you calm down. It sounds she let her kids speak for her.
Ray wrote: "though I suppose I should have a special fund set aside for all the destruction my children do.."
You mean there isn't any kind of insurance insurance that deals w/the destruction kids do?? People would pay premiums a couple times a year and be able to file claims if there was some sort of really huge destruction? You could then file a claim for the new futon or Val could get a claim for the new carpet? Or someone's kid draws on the walls or throws a ball through a window..But I have a feeling that type of business wouldn't last!!!
Out of curiousity, when people have home owner or rental insurance, are there companies that charge higher premiums to those w/kids?? I am sure such would be illegal, just wondering.
This situation somehow lightens my heart in the sense that NOW, I am glad that NO ONE in the ward except my VERY diligent home teacher and a bunch of boy scouts ever comes to my home.
And no one dares use my bathroom (although I don't know why because my nephew cleans it to a sparkling polish every Monday).
Assumptions, apparently, worked in my favor this time.
Val, I hope the best for you; I'm really not making light of this annoying situation.