friends. let me tell you what i found the other day. let me tell you why the pack'n'play is in beth's room. and let me preface this by referring back to this post (namely just the end of that post).
the other day when i went to get beth out of bed, i was slightly overcome with the smell of poop. now. let me just say that this is not an abnormality. in fact, i get a yummy whiff of that just about every morning. i walked over to the crib where beth was eagerly awaiting my arrival, and to my dismay found that she had exploded out of her little pajama pants and up her back. unfortunately, this was almost not surprising as it was certainly not the first time we've dealt with this before either.
"oh joy" i said as i reached in to get her.
and then i saw it.
it was everywhere. and i mean everywhere. somehow this girl had managed to get poo smeared (in a large amount) all over the bumper, the crib sheet, her blanket and even the crib toy attached to one of the crib bars (on the opposite side of the crib as the bumper smear). yes friends, we had a mess on our hands.
i repeated my sarcastic "oh joy" remark to the power of 10. and then i sighed. a big long sigh.
and the cleaning began. first the girl: off with the clothes and straight to the bath. and after that was finished, i took her down for her breakfast bottle, as she was starving by now, and totally forgot that i needed to get the crib cleaned up. nice one linds. so when nap time came, out came the pack'n'play. the obvious solution.
and thus she slept in it for both her morning and afternoon nap while every content of her crib was washed, scrubbed, and cleaned.
in the evening i put her in it to keep her somewhat contained while i put her laundry away and she went nuts! she loved it! she played in that thing by herself without toys or blankets, having the time of her life for a good 45 minutes. it was hilarious.
hank wanted to leave it in there for good, but i refused. even though it was pretty funny.
oh yes, and to top it all off? the same day we found that she has four teeth coming in right now. FOUR. poor girl.
poor us.
and yet, we wouldn't change a thing.
well, maybe just one or two....
3 comments:
haha, love it. It is amazing the mess we can find from our kids.
ah poop. the stories just keep coming. i've never had a story like that though and i hope i never do. :)
she is so cute! are you off tomorrow?
ah poop. the stories just keep coming. i've never had a story like that though and i hope i never do. :)
she is so cute! are you off tomorrow?
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