Okay so it is true, all we parents talk about is poop. Adam this morning woke the house up with screams of horror. I proceed to drag my tired virus stricken body out of bed, sad to see that Steve had already left for work.
I thought Adam was just angry Nathan was not upyet, but no. He was angry that he had smeared poop all over himself and his crib in an unsuccessful attempt to remove his diaper. Seriously. I am too tired to clean up this much poop.
Again Nathan thought this was funny, that is until he had to stay in his room alone while I showered off stinky brother.
One word for the day "Ducktape"