Four-year-old's response to her dad getting diarrhea in a public restroom is absolutely priceless
When you've gotta go, you've gotta go, and the intensity of this phrase only increases if you've got the runs. Father-of-three and author Clint Edwards shared a rather unforgettable diarrhoea story, thanks to the encouragement he received from his four-year-old daughter, who he had in his company at the unfortunate time.
Edwards shared on Facebook how he was two hours into a twelve-hour road trip with his family when he felt the unmistakable feeling that he needed to visit the bathroom ASAP... or else. He and four-year-old Aspen were browsing the shelves at a gas station with the rest of the family waiting in the car when suddenly: "the diarrhea struck".
"We b-lined into the restroom, making it just in time," he wrote. "I had no choice but to take my 4yo into the stall with me."
What happened next is as adorable as it is disgusting. "Aspen watched as I struggled, Moana light-up crocs on the wrong feet, blue eyes wide and supportive, hands clapping. 'Good job, Daddy! Good job! You make two poops! Now three poops! I’m four!'"
"'Yucky, Daddy. It’s stinky.'"
Edwards said he wasn't sure what caused the diarrhea, suggesting that it could've been something he ate, or potentially "the stress of travelling with kids".
"I’ve never felt so supported in anything in my whole life. She commented on the size, smell, and sound. 'Wow!' She said. She commented on my work ethic. 'You’re trying so hard!' At one point I had to actually push her face away from the business end of things as she clapped and cried 'You’re doing it, Daddy! You’re doing it!'"
The dad commented on the fact that his four-year-old is potty trained herself, and that she probably remembered all the "positive reinforcement" Edwards and his wife Mel gave her every time she was on the toilet herself.
"When I’m cheering her on in our family restroom, it seems normal, even appropriate," he mused. "But when the roles are reversed, it’s just, well, awkward. Particularly in a public restroom where the man in the stall next to me was obviously holding back tears of laughter. Laughter that busted loose when she called me a 'pooping-farting robot.'"
It seems nothing could've been left to that stranger's imagination...
Eventually, Edwards and his daughter returned to the car (laden with anti-diarrhea pills), after which his wife asked what took them so long.
"It was then that Aspen was kind enough to recount the story to her mother, clapping the whole time," he said. "I sat in the driver’s seat. Mel patted my leg, 'Nice work, Daddy.'"
"All I could do was say, 'Thank you.'"
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Well, it's nice to see that he had such a supportive cheer-squad as he went through that less-than-pleasant experience. We're not all so lucky, are we?