Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Poopy Day

This morning we sat around the table eating breakfast.  Keith was playing and dropped his spoon into the gallon of milk.  Awesome.  I sent him to his room to play so I could finish feeding Faye.  I heard

"Mommy!  I peeped in my diaper."
I told him I would change it when I finished feeding Faye.

"Mommy!  Come change my diaper.  I need my diaper changed.  I peeped in it.  I need you Mommy!" which went on for about 5 minutes non stop.  Finally, I saw him running down the hall with no diaper on.

I told him to go to his room and I would be there in a minute.

This is what I saw when I got there:

In case it is  hard to tell, that is his  diaper and its contents all over the rug and his new cape.

Not my favorite way to start the morning.  I am hoping this is not foreshadowing on the whole day.  And the boy still refuses to learn to use the potty!  He insists on wearing a diaper and staying a little boy.

I feel bad.  I yelled at him.  For a long time.  The whole time I cleaned it up, in fact.  He cried and I still yelled.  What a bad mother am I.  For some reason, I just don't have my usual amount of patience lately.  I need to work on that.
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