This child of mine just about made me pull out all my hair yesterday. I was in my bedroom getting ready for the day while she was watching a Disney show. I came out of my room to find her with poop smeared on her shirt, pants, hands (up to her elbows), the mirror and the carpet. I had told her earlier that morning that if she went pee pee on the potty all day without any accidents, that we could go and see Christmas lights at night.
I think in her little two year old brain, she thought "uh oh, I pooped in my pull up and if my mom finds it, I won't get to see the Christmas lights tonight." The only problem with her plan was what to do with the poop once it was out of her pull up!
I walked out of my room and she immediately said "Mommy, there's no poo poo in my pull up!" Then I saw it. Everywhere. But she was technically right, there was no poop in her pull up.
I walked out of my room and she immediately said "Mommy, there's no poo poo in my pull up!" Then I saw it. Everywhere. But she was technically right, there was no poop in her pull up.
P.S. I just found this blog and THIS recipe and OH. MY. WORD. it sounds fantastic. Why didn't I think of spaghetti IN the garlic bread?!? I may need to attend "Carbs Addicts Anonymous."
P.P.S. Only a mom of a toddler can have a story about poop AND a yummy recipe in one blog post!! HA!
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