So this morning I found myself the lucky recipient of a poop shower.
A Poop Shower.
As in poop went flying through the air.
Except more in a horizontal arc than vertical.
I’m not sure how she managed to hit so many different surfaces but that 3 month old sure can aim.
I’m not naming names.
See what a great mom I am?
Anyway, after taking a picture of the crime scene and sending it to Chris at work, I got busy cleaning up.
The man has a right to know what fun he’s missing at home!
I mean, Lauren actually coated her bathtub!
She wasn’t messing around.
I mean, really child, I understand you might not be partial to taking a bath, but do you have to literally sh*t on it?!
So after cleaning, I feel like I, too, deserve a nap.
I laid my head down on my pillow, it felt SOOOO nice.
Then I thought of my mom.
So mom, this missed opportunity for a nap is for you.
See? I can hand out guilt too!
These pictures of Lauren were all taken immediately Pre-Poop Explosion 2010.
These pictures of Chloe are significant because they show:
say “cheese” doesn’t work on her.
Instead, she chooses to jump and bounce and run and turn her back to the camera.
2. Chloe is teething something fierce.
Need Proof? Here’s Exhibit A: The poor otters never saw it coming.
3. Chloe chooses to rip apart one of her favorite books while I feed Lauren one afternoon. Really now? I guess she couldn’t figure out how the book worked, so she decided to dismantle it and find out. Just like her mom would have. (see her pointing to it as she explains to me exactly how she created something so fabulous?!)
If you’ll excuse me, Little Miss next to me just had another explosion.
It’s been fun.
Come back again sometime!