She’s A Funny Kid

So sorry to leave you hanging yesterday, it turned into a long day. The “poop in de bed” was really not that bad comparatively.

I’m not sure why the Little One was in such distress about the poop. When she went to bed, she was wearing (in this order) a diaper, footy jammies and a pair of Dora panties. Yes she had Dora panties on the outside of her jammies. I was in no mood to fight with her and the Big One thought it was funny, so she went to bed like that.

Apparently when she woke up, she was tired of being dressed. So off came the panties, then the jammies and finally the diaper. When she discarded the diaper, she must have stepped on it somehow. So both feet had poop on them as did the sheet and her blankies.

She then must have tried to get the poop off her feet with her hands, so her hands had some poop on them too.

But in all honestly it wasn’t that much of a mess. Now what I don’t quite understand was the day she woke up like this, she was happy as a lark.{don’t open that link if you are eating breakfast!} She didn’t seem to mind at all that she was coverd in caked on puke. I’m talking in her ears, hair, under her fingernails, it was everywhere. It was gross, yet she didn’t care.  But a little poop on her hands and she was a mess.  She’s a funny kid.

Just a warning, tomorrow may be a sappy day around here, the Little One ~ my baby ~ turns 2.