Not so funny anymore.
This picture I took 2 days ago during her "nap time". I went in to check on her and this is what I found...
She had taken off her diaper, wiped herself and put new clothes on.
No, that is not mud on the floor. Next to her are the contents from her dresser drawer as she was trying to find the perfect outfit. She has no diaper on under her TWO skirts.
This is my first experience with cleaning this stuff off the floor because Max would have gagged himself if he ever did this.
I always hoped this chapter of motherhood would never happen to me.
Lets look at the bright side:
1. She matched her clothes!
2. She put her dirty diaper in the garbage and I later saw that she actually kept a majority of the poop in that diaper. (I am quick to admit that this experience could have been a whole lot worse.)
3. Spot Shot really works!
4. I am thankful we don't have a dog.
On the other hand:
1. No more granola for Allie for breakfast.
2. I still can't find the pants she was wearing before the incident.
3. When she is quiet, I am panicking.
I should have seen this coming! She had given me all of the warnings that a 23 month old can!
(I wanted to say that the writing was on the wall but I didn't want to jinx myself!)
Now for the rest of my "crappy" week...
1. Max had his first Number 2 accident.
2. The other day after Alex left for work, Allie and I were cuddling on the couch and I left to use the restroom. While I was in the bathroom, Allie stayed on the couch and I could hear her chanting. "Poop it out! Poop it out!" This is the chant I sing for her during her feeble attempts to use the bathroom. Then when I flushed she cheered, "Yay! Mommy!" I would have never guessed that I would have my own cheerleading squad.
So, we definitely had a theme at our house this week. Hope yours was a little better!
PS I have resorted to taping up her diaper because she has continued this lovely habbit. Any suggestions?
