Brian asked me if all my posts were going to be about poop (he cringes when I write the word SHIT). I had to really think about that one.   As a stay at home mom of two young kids, a dog, and two cats, it seems my days are spent either telling someone where to poop, when to poop, or how to poop. And then that’s usually followed by cleaning up the poop. It’s not very glamorous but not everything worthwhile is.

So I told him that we need to get out today and do some interesting stuff. Maybe the outside world will provide me with more than bodily functions to reflect upon. Where are we going and what are we doing you ask? We’re going to a Mushroom Festival!  Yeah, I know.

While there, we will take a tour of a working mushroom farm and our guide will talk in detail about growing mushrooms. And what do you suppose mushrooms are grown in? C’mon, guess,… drum roll…ready for it?…SHIT poop!  Are you kidding me?!?

I can’t get away from the stuff so I’m just going to embrace it (not literally, you’re disgusting). Who knows, maybe I’ll learn how to use our own natural poop resources to create a small backyard mushroom garden.  Wouldn’t it be fabulous if one day you came to our house for dinner and I proudly served you our family’s “special” mushrooms. They’d be completely organic (except for the growth hormones), free from pesticides (we’d use natural dog urine), and I guarantee they’d have a sweetness to them unlike any other (our kids eat a lot of pop-tarts). It’s kind of like “farm to table” dining.Yum.

It’s really a lovely family project when every member has something to contribute!