How gross can I make my first post?

Seriously, its gross.

So, Scott recently abdicated his job of picking up the dog poop. The task fell squarely on the kids' shoulders because I sure as heck am NOT picking up dog poop. Every other morning, a team sets out armed with a rake, shovel and trash bag.

I guess the task is so crippling, they had to make up code words for the poop just to be able to cope. We have the meatloaf, the sausage, the pancake and the newly christened funnel cake. I can figure out the first three. That last one, I don't even want to know.

During the day one kid or another will lean into a sibling's ear and whisper, "meatloaf" which gets them all howling. I love inside jokes, so this makes me smile.
Sick, I know.

Each day's bounty is tallied by how many of each type was picked up. A report upon entering the house is mandatory. Whatever gets them through, I guess.