Last night after I posted the cell phone photos, we had quite an experience.
The house was quiet. The 2 small babies were sleeping. Rachel and I were getting ready to head for bed when a Nora emerged from the stairs. She made her way to the living room and explained that Bubby had pooped in his diaper. [They both still wear diapers at bedtime but only during naps and bedtime.] She then proceeded to change her story.
"Well, I guess I was the one who pooped."
And she headed back up the stairs. I told her I would be up to change her and that it was sooooo gross for her to have done that.
I went up to quickly change her in her dimly lit room.
Minutes later, Rachel went up to get her bed ready for sleeping. Braden was awake and in Nora's room so Rachel went in to get him back to bed.
"Nora, it reeks in here! So Gross!"
Nora said, "that's because bubby played in my poop and smashed it into my carpet."
Rachel runs down the stairs.
"Rame, did you know that Braden and Nora played in the poop and smashed it into the carpet?"
I said, "Nuh uh. There was dark stains on her carpet from milk...are you sure that's not what you mean?"
"Rame! It's POOP!"
So we head up the stairs, flipped on the bedroom light and found a massacre of the carpet that once was white and fluffy. Now covered in chunks of poop, a plastic fork with a turd on it and dark spots--this was my worst nightmare...
...ya know, since I cant stand rubbing carpet on carpet and all...
We got the mess cleaned up, washed the children good, febreezed the entire room and steam cleaned the carpet this morning.
I'm having it professionally cleaned if I don't rip it out first--it will never look the same to me again...
What. is. wrong. with. my. kids???
poop. poop. poop.
They have always played in poop.
One week until Christmas.
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