Saturday, April 30, 2016

Tommy goes commando

At McDonald's this morning, Tommy decided he needed to use the potty.  This was after he soaked his diaper, so I didn't put the wet diaper back on him afterwards.  I didn't have a spare either, so he went home commando.

Then I forgot about it.

When Rachel woke up, she asked me how the kids were at McDonald's, and that reminded me that I had some unfinished business to take care of.

I checked Tommy, who was watching cartoons on the couch.  His pants were wet.  Too bad, but no big deal.  I pulled them off of him as he sat there.

A huge load of poo came out of the pants and onto the couch.

I sent out a code red.  "Matthew!  Wipes!"  I cleaned up Tommy and the couch, but this was more than baby wipes could handle.  Matthew couldn't find the clorox, so I diapered Tommy and got that myself.  Rachel must have wondered why doors were opening and closing all over as I searched for it.

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