Thursday, May 28, 2009

poo Dada

T and R sleep with me. my husband did at one point too, but is temporarily sleeping in an aerobed next to our bed, Until we get R into the bed. So, every morning is the same thing. T wakes up and needs to take his diaper off. He's sort of potty training, and doesn't like his diapies on when they are wet. I say 'don't go pee pees in bed, only in the potty". He knows...usually. So when D (my husband) is home, he likes to go cuddle with him for a couple minutes too. This particular morning T gets up and cuddles with D. Then, as usual, gets up and explores the room. I say "do you have to go pee pees?" T says "Nah"...ok then...
next thing I know, D yells "oh no! He pooped on my bed!!" I look down and sure enough, not only did he poop, but he walked in it too! I whip T up and put him in the shower rinsing off the pooh. I get him out of the shower and as I'm drying him off he says "poo, Dada" about 3 times in a row, giggling! He was just cracking himself up that he pooped on his Dada!

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