***Warning - this is a non-running, non-workout post***
For the readers who haven't had kiddos of their own yet (Cassie, Katie, Sarah), but might be planning to soon...this might make you not want any kiddos. Ever.
Last night, while the munchkin was eating dinner he started making these crazy grunting noises. At the same time, his little face was getting all red and his eyes were watering. Uh Oh! No sooner did I get him out of his high chair and upstairs on the changing table did I smell the worst smell ever! The kiddo followed me upstairs, because to a 4-year old, seeing the big poop your little brother just made is the funniest thing ever. So, I pulled off the munchkin's corderoy pants and a huge piece of poop fell onto the changing table. The kiddo let out a huge "EEEEWWWW" and nearly fell over laughing, because after all - it's the funniest thing ever. Of course, she's not the one wiping the poop off his arse and legs with an make-shift oven mitt made of wipes! No, she's just there for the free entertainment.
I swear I used half a package of wipes! Disgusting, I tell you! Of course, then you see this face and realize it's all worth it. Well, that is, until he's old enough to talk back...check back in a few years and I'll let you know.