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It was just a few evenings ago, I think I was doing something crazy and cutting-edge like cooking dinner when our youngest strolled by.
“Mommy. I make mess”.
I turn quickly and what do I see? I see a tell-tale trail of brown footprints starting and my wee ones little tootsies, leading down the hall, then into bathroom.
What the HECK??!!
I follow the trail like an good tracker should and , lo and behold, the evidence was right before my eyes….right next to an abandoned Pull-Up.
Let me just say…it wasn’t mud…and it wasn’t pudding. I’ll let your powers of deduction tell the rest of the story for me.
Now where the heck are my Lysol wipes?
Oh, my! A day in the life with a toddler, right?
OH, no, no, NO!!!
That is just wrong. Thank goodness for bleach.
I’m…so…sorry!!!
And we were going to have chocolate ice cream tonight. Now I don’t know if I’m in the mood…
Hope your life since the mess incident has been much, much better!
Wow! After reading that I feel like taking a long bath. Good luck with the kids especially the pissy one! : )
ughhhhh i hate those days….i swear they should send mother’s home with haz mat suits from the hospital instead of diaper bags!
YIKES! We Moms deserve a combat medal for all the sh*t we have to deal with. LOL!
Please be pudding, please be pudding…NO!!!!!
yikes.
Well I never…
Well, I mighta…
But my KIDS never.
Thank goodness.
Oh my! If I wasn’t laughing I’d definitely be throwing up! Just stopping by from SITS.
OH NO!!!!!!! At least she told you she made a mess. That’s the only thing I could think of to make you feel better. 😉
I think I just threw up a little in my mouth too. So sorry about the poopie prints.
I’m sorry. So, so sorry.