So today we went out to dinner to celebrate an early birthday for my dad.
We were getting up from the table and I got Drew out of his high chair.
Hmmm....I thought why was my arm wet?
I put him down and looked...yes, he pooped through his onsie and overalls!
So when we got to the car, we put a towel down. No problem, we would fix this at home because I only brought one diaper (thinking we wouldn't be out that long).
Once we were home, I got the stuff I needed to change him when he ran away from me.
Then, I looked on the floor and thought, what is that?
It looked like a small log.
But it was yellow.
(And for those of you that don't know, I can't smell- so that wasn't a sense I could use to figure out this puzzle.)
Yeah, it turned out to be poop. Poop that feel out of his diaper, out of his onsie and out of his overalls, right on the floor!
I laughed so hard and then thought, he could be leaving a trail...so I went to get him!
You have to love someone very much to pick up their poop from the livingroom floor!
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