Tuesday, July 14, 2009
yum
Yesterday, while I was neglecting my children to check my email and play some pointless (yet addicting) games on facebook, Gwen yelled to me that Laine was pooping. Thanks Gwen. Laine poops a lot, however, she had not pooped for an entire day (which is odd - my kids are everyday poopers...at least once a day, if not more). I knew it would be a doozie, but figured it could wait. It wasn't until Gwens next sentence a few minutes later that I realized I had a problem. "Mom! Laine has poop on her nose and her lips!" Funny Gwen. No she doesn't. But she did. It was everywhere. She had been sitting in a bouncy chair which was now COVERED in poop. Literally covered. Then to make it worse, Laine had somehow managed to stick a toy giraffe in the poop, then stick that same poop giraffe in her mouth. Yup, poop everywhere. She had it on her chin, nose, cheek, and lips. I contemplated taking a picture (which I actually sort of wish I did), but didn't. I was so proud.
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proud that you didn't take the picture or that she accomplished getting poop everywhere? i was hoping you would have taken the picture, because it would have been nightmarishly funny.
So gross. That little poop noogin!
Brett never had anything like that but I might have thrown up if he did!
I totally take back what I just said. Not 10 minutes ago, Brett had shit everywhere, including my kitchen floor. Awesome. At least I didn't throw up.
Barf. Carson did the same thing tonight to us. But he didn't eat the pooh. That seems to be a pattern for the Stanley girls. :) That and raw meat. And boogers.
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