Sorry for the graphic picture!!!Yes that is what you think it is........My Day started out bad and progressively got worse.
Miss M began her day W/trouble on her mind . The story goes like this........
Miss M comes in and tells me that Toby has just let himself out the side gate. I know this is impossible because he has no opposable thumbs.......... so, I keep quizzing her. She blamed it on Sissy who can not reach the latch or figure out how it works. I knew who the guilty party was and that I was being lied to. I gave her a good dose of what we call Lie medicine (Lavender and vinegar) and sent her to time out. I then spent an hour and a half in the hot sun chasing my dog around the retention basin . This was pointless!!!!! I finally had to give up. I was worn out and in tears by now. I called GL to complain and well that did not go as expected. I was still upset and crying so I called my friend Amazing A and cried like a blubbering fool . Thank you A. for listening . I needed a good shoulder to cry on. I moved on w/my day hoping at some point I could catch the dog. We had just got him back and I did not know how I was going to explain to Lightning that he was gone again. Luckily I did not have to, a neighbor found him trying to say hello to her dogs, and brought him home. I was so stressed. I said thank you and never even got her name. By the time this drama ended it was time to go get Lightning. I headed into Smileys room to get him up and load the car and well...............
This is where the picture above comes into play. I found a little bare bummed boy playing in his poop!!!Yep, I am the lucky Mother of a very smelly,dirty,disgusting, curios fellow! It was everywhere except the floor. By the time the diaper hit the floor the mess was all over the crib and the wall . Lucky me...He knew he was in trouble. Just hearing the tone of my voice made him burst into tears. The boy will never go to bed w/out shorts or jammies covering that diaper again. MY MISTAKE!!! Another good friend had called right after the poop fiasco and she knew I needed a break so she brought me dinner. Thanks MV, you are the best. I am sure tomorrow will be a better day!!!
13 comments:
Wow, so sorry about your day. Seriously, sometimes when it rains...IT POURS! Tomorrow is another day! And what awesome friends you have...lucky girl.
How come I didn't think to bring you dinner? I am not as good of a friend as I want to be. I should take some lessons from MV!
Hope that today is better.
And I do have a couple more thoughts about Miss M. I will call you during quiet time!!
Onehm, You arre a great friend and I will take all the help I can get. Thank you!!!!!!
Yikes- hope today is better!
That sucks! I am thankful I have never had that kind of an artist! Hope today is better!
You really do have great friends! Dont ever be afraid to call, I would be there in a heart beat!! I sure do love ya:) I hope today is a better day!
oh my gosh... i am so sorry! i have had the poop experience and that alone made me want to cry and worst part was knowing if i would have just put his shorts back on....i am so sorry you had a bad. maybe tomorrow will be better :)
What a day! I know how the baby poop painting incident all too well. I had a 3 year old that loved to paint everything--including the kitchen table once! I feel for you! You are amazing and hopefully today is much better for you.
Pretty gross. Gotta love being a mom during moments like this. Glad you doggy's back!
Hope today was better for you!
Jamie! 5 kids!!! Super woman, did you blog the story of all these kids? I want to hear about it. I have to say, I have a much more graphic picture than that of Tess, she had it all over her face - grossness. Hope its ok to stop in you blog occasionally. I wish Tamee could get hers up and running. Did you go to Kristals? She is a pro-blogger for about 3 years. Im new to it, but love it.
Oh man!! That's all you need is to lose the dog again! And what a great friend to bring you dinner! Hopefully the rest of the week will be better!!
I feel your pain! When my four year old was almost two she LOVED to play in her poo! Luckily they were hard pellets......she would put them in her toy blender and her shape sorter. Needless to say they are no longer with us. She also liked to shove it under the door for me to find. There is hope....they grow out of it!! Hang in there!
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