"Dad! Need wipe!"
Apparently Matthew had pooped in the toilet and needed me to wipe his butt. I grabbed a baby wipe and headed over.
It stunk.
My first wipe brought up WAY more poop than it should have. Then I saw the smudged TP in the bowl. Matthew had tried to wipe himself. Crap.
There was poop down his thigh, poop on his scrotum and even low abdomen, poop on the toilest seat...
I wiped the worst of it, then sat him in the tub to get the rest.
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