Tuesday, Philip and I were upstairs and Grace was downstairs with Hope (who was in her swing). I heard Grace talking and thought something didn't seem quite right. I went downstairs and found Grace standing over Hope who was buck naked on the changing table. I go into my Mommy lecture about picking up the baby and how it isn't safe, etc. and then help her finish getting Hope's diaper and clothes back on. When I got back to my bedroom, Philip says, "Mommy, I think I pooped in my underwear." He had......while he was laying on my bed. So I had to strip down the 4 year old and my bed.
Randy was holding Hope before supper today. When he handed her to me, he asked if she was wet because his hand was wet. I told him that she just sweats a lot. We all sat down to supper and were chatting when Randy noticed a mustard stain on his pants. We're having pizza- that's not mustard! It's poop. I pick Hope up and sure enough she's leaked- on her outfit, the boppy, and her Daddy. Randy starts "eewwwing," and talking about cloroxing his hand and puts his hand towards Grace. She screams and runs for the hills with her Daddy hot on her tail. Philip and I laughed and laughed. After a baby clean up, we all sat back down and enjoyed our poop free supper. Tomorrow is a brand new day.
No comments:
Post a Comment