Last night while I was finishing up the final touches on my perfect pot roast….you know the kind where the roast just falls apart and is really juicy and yummy? Well anyways….my oldest son came into the kitchen with this horrified look on his face and he says,
“Mommy, she took off her diaper and is carrying it around upstairs and it’s got poop in it!”
I go running out of the kitchen and get to the bottom of the stairs, when what to my wonderous eyes should appear, but my lovely daughter with a poopy diaper in her hand proudly proclaiming….
“I did it Mommy, I did it Mommy!”
All the while, sliding down the stairs one by one, without a diaper on, having just taken a nasty smelly poo, leaving a lovely streak of shit on each carpeted steps her.
I could not make this stuff any better if I had a team of writers.
Im very proud.
Hopefully, today will be better.