Sunday, August 06, 2006

Shit Happens.....Literally

Our busy Sunday morning came to a screeching halt just a little while ago when Bryce crawled into me at the computer with poop smeared down the side of his face. I immeadiately grabbed both hands and started carting him toward the tub noticing as I was walking that there was a poop trail from the kitchen leading to me. While it was not explosive poo, it was an extreme amount that left the confines of his diaper. It started in the family room, led through the kitchen, down the hallway, and into the living room. Freeing Bryce from his poop encrusted clothing proved to be difficult as he did not want to stop moving and the more he wiggled the more poop was being smeared around the bathroom. I finally got him into the tub and summoned Jason who was vacuuming the master bathroom. As I start scrubbing the poop off of our only son, I hear, "POOP IS EVERYWHERE!" from my husband downstairs. I finish bathing and dressing Bryce and put him in his crib to keep him out of the way and venture down to help Jason manage the disaster. It really was everywhere and he left a nice trail of his travels along the way.

At this time, the poo has been cleaned and the carpet has lots of wet spots where Jason managed the biohazard. What a nice way to start a Sunday, huh?


Katie said...

I feel your pain!!!

Christine said...

See, THIS brought tears of laughter to my eyes. I'm sure you guys weren't giggling at the moment, but 30 years from now, you can bring that up at Bryce's wedding! Sorry you had such a poopy Sunday!