While Nanny and Poppy visited for Jaxon’s birthday this year, I learnt a very important lesson.

The lesson??

Don’t go on a 3 kilometer bush walk when you think you might shit your pants.

Dah!

It really has to be up there with the worst thing that could ever happen. The worst feeling and the most embarassing thing to have to explain to the person you’re with at the time.

At the time I was lucky. I was only with Tim. I got that uncomfortable feeling.

At that time, I was doing what everyone out on bush walks does when they see a hanging rock. I was standing under it and acting like I was holding it up for one of those candid shots you get but would never frame.

Then I felt like I needed to do a big fart.

So I did.

And more.

I said to Tim, I think I just shit my pants. And Tim replies…Ahhh shit.

Exactly.

(I was sick by the way. I don’t make a habit of just shitting my pants whenever I please)

It has to be up there with one of the worst things that could ever happen to you in public.

And might I add, it’s just as awful when you fall alseep and do it again while you sleep.

I did mention, and you DID hear…that I was sick right???

Anyway. I thought I would share. Enjoy!