Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Lyndsey and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

We all have these days, right? Well, today was my turn. First, I change the wee one's diaper, and notice he has a little chafing on his thigh, so I let him air out for a few minutes. Naturally, he poops on the carpet when I'm not looking and smears it all over and eats some. Yum. Mommy is extremely grossed out, I immediately put him in the tub, and he manages to smear poop all over me. I clean out his mouth, rinse him off, but of course out tub doesn't drain very well, so he's sitting in poop soup, which is completely pointless...he grabs his toys and pulls them into the poop soup along with him. Aghhhhh! I spray him down, and transfer him into the kitchen sink to really get him clean. As I finished getting him clean, he spits out more poop he somehow hid in his mouth. Ugh! Round two of mouth cleaning, tooth brushing, and rinsing.


There was more, but this is already too long.


  1. Oh I can't even tell you how many times I had to clean up smeared poop with my first one. It was more than three times... the poo was...all... over. Usually on my husbands shift, then I would come home to poop everywhere. This baby I watch like a hawk though, no chance for nasty artwork (yet). Babies are fast, and boys like their poo. What can you do? You need to buy yourself something nice for a reward though, that is a lot of icky work. Manicure? New shoes? Hmm.

  2. @Erin The Apartment Homesteader

    I like the way you think Erin! Yes, poop deserves a reward. I agree. :)

  3. Aaahhhh the poopy days. Can't say that I miss it! Some days I would take poopy over a 16 year old that drives though!! Love your blog!