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So my 3 year old is potty trained and before I go to bed EVERY night I check on him, empty trash can, empty potty and make sure he has Tank(stuffed gator he sleeps with). So I go to empty his potty and I start freaking out (now some of you ladies know it doesn’t take much for me to start worrying/panicking) my son had pooped and some of his poop had a bright red tent to it, I start yelling for my husband freaking out almost ready to run out the front door in my nightgown to take my son to the ER. Husband gets in there thinking the house was on fire😂 I told him “Look at KL’s poop!! Is that blood???” He said so calmly, “Babe. His juice that he has been drinking is red. It has red dye in it, we stopped giving him blue juice for this same reason.” (last time he has blue juice his poop was blue and his butt was dyed blue😂) so here I am feeling dumb because I forgot his juice was red, I thought we were still on lemonade. I’ve never seen my husband laugh so hard at me, now I’ve given myself a serious headache. I can’t be the only one who has had moments like these.🤦🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️ I’ve always been told if you don’t worry then your not a real mother- now how true that is I don’t know, but I do know I’ve got worrying and panicking down pat!😂🤕