Saturday, September 13, 2008
Everyone's writing about fairs, peach days, onion days, etc. Well, the festival we most enjoy in our home, as you can imagine, are our poopy days. Micah is almost taking care of business on his own. He usually needs a once-over by Mom or Dad to be sure everything is copasetic, if you know what I mean. Ella insists Mom is in the bathroom with her whenever it's time. And Mira...Oh, Mira. That girl. Lately, she's taken to pulling off her diaper. Sure, it's been cute when I walk in to check on her in bed after she's fallen asleep just to see she's nude from the waist down. We get a good laugh and redress her. And she's really interested in her box of wipes. She's always trying to get into them to imitate wiping herself while fully-clothed. But a few days ago, I go in to wake her from her afternoon nap. She'd pulled off her diaper and was saying, "Eeeew! Eeeew!" Upon closer inspection, I find that she's done #2 and scooted herself over so that her foot was in it. Oh, man. Not a fun thing to run into. Got that cleaned up. Then, yesterday, we're having dinner. She finished, got cleaned up, and went on to play. I'm sitting there, enjoying my lasagne, when she waltzes back into the living room sans clothes and diaper, wiping herself. Well, she had IT all over her legs, hands... it was so disgusting. I'm sure most parents deal with this and more, but I was telling her what's-what. We want to be sure that never happens again!