The HORROR!

When Jake was about 18 months old I found him sitting in his bed after a nap, holding a piece of doody in his hand and asking if it was a "rop?" I had been forwarned that this would happen to me and I was blessed with a very minor incident. So blessed in fact, that Jordan never even thought to check her diaper at that age.

Today I made the mistake of running downstairs to do a load of laundry. I left Jake and Jordan upstairs watching a video and Joshy nearby (dressed in just a diaper) with a pile of toys to keep him occupied. Well, that pile wasn't good enough because I returned upstairs to this one...

My carpet! My couch! That smell lingers for eternity.