As soon as I sat down to write this blog, my son ran up to me. “Momma! MOMMA!” I turn my head and see he is completely naked from the waist down. Oh, and what’s that on his tushie and legs?
Yeah, it was poop.
His dirty diaper was about five feet away.
I frantically grabbed him and kept him at arms length so I could get him cleaned before I started to clean the poop from the carpet. That’s basically life with a toddler. For a more in-depth look, just watch this Thriller parody by Vintage Marquee Lights…
Its pretty much like that.