Just when I think I have peace and quiet, and my daughter finally gave up fighting her nap, I hear, "MOMMMYYYYYYYYY!!!" I sprint upstairs, open her room door to be hit with a stench so strong it almost knocked me over. Why is this girl standing up, diaper half off with the most serious look on her face? Baby droppings are scattered around the room; poop streaked sheets and crib, and she has the nerve to hold up her poop smeared baby doll telling me with such conviction, "Baby pooped. Baby NO poop in potty" as though she's actually scolding her baby doll, then snitching on her for not using the potty and crapping everywhere! All I can think is, "FML!" Two loads of laundry later, (both) babies clean, and a good smelling munchkin back in bed, I think I need a drink!
Hey. It's happy hour somewhere in the world!
-Leslie Osmond
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