
My wife had a long shift last night and didn't get to bed until like 2am. I also had a long day and was exhausted. First child (3) is up at 5am for the Easter Bunny loot and second child (7) comes out, wife gets up for a bit, we do the thing and she goes back to bed. I lay on the couch while our kids are playing and I sleepily doze off.... ... TO SCREAMING.I am jolted from sleep to WTF-is-going-on in .01 seconds. As I'm making my way to the commotion I pause in the kitchen because I think I see cat puke all over the floor.... great. I don't have time to deal with that and continue running. I get to a bedroom door where our oldest thought she trapped herself in the computer room and panicked, hence the screaming. A little bit of JFC in my thoughts... but whatever, she's ok and the crisis is over, whew!Now, back to the kitchen debacle. I notice our youngest is standing in the kitchen where I think the cat puke is, but the thing is... I now realize it's not cat puke because she doesn't have a diaper on. Turds. Little turds all over the kitchen floor and some mushed into the carpet where I stepped on them and she has also been stepping on them, and picking them up, and it's all over her legs, and hands. Our youngest pulled off her diaper at some point while I was on the couch. My wife comes running out and says "oh my god.....are you serious!?" I respond with "Happy Easter, honey!" via /r/Parenting http://bit.ly/2GvAwWn
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