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Oopsie Poopsie

Isaak woke up from his nap soaking wet! Soaking! I changed his diaper immediately and I reached over to our diaper basket and it was empty. I hate having to go into the backroom and get new diapers because I seem to always be freezing and its cold in that room. Isaak pulled his little pants back up and I told him. If you have to pee or poopy let me know. He said, "okay mommy." I start heading to the backroom to get a package of diapers and the phone rings. I start talking, then I realize that it's already 5:30 and I need to hurry and finish dinner up. Isaak decides he wants to play upstairs.

All is coming together perfectly. Cory gets home right on time and we have dinner together. After dinner Isaak begs Cory to take him outside to swing. Cory relents, but not even five minutes later he comes back in yelling, "I'm going to need some help in here! HELP please!" Then it dawns on me--oops. I forgot to get the diapers from the backroom. Isaak pooped his pants literally. His pants are pretty poop along with his leg, his sock, and his shoe. When we get his pants off Isaak is upset that his leg is so dirty. I'm grossed out and dry heaving. Cory remains steady and calm trying to wipe dried up poop off of Isaaks leg and I got the worst job--clothes decontamination. I don't know how I ended up with that. I should have just thrown the pants away, but I didn't. Maybe because I wanted to save Isaak's favorite Lightening McQueen shoes, so why not save the pants. Oopsie Poopsie.

Comments

Penny said…
That's hilarious!! I have thrown onesies away, it's terrible cleaning poop!!
EA said…
Aaahh... I kept hoping that you were going to say that Isaak told you he needed to go and started the potty training thing. Oh well. We learn. They learn. It's a mutual thing. LOL.
ha ha. Hope that wasn't my fault. I think I called you right before dinner. LOL

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