Mush

I felt like today's post was too mushy for me.

I've been feeling pretty mushy lately for some reason. I think it's because my BABY is almost 2. And my OTHER BABY is graduating from elementary school.

And it hurts my heart.

But I'm not typically your MUSH kind of gal. Not even remotely.

So I thought I would take a moment and get real on you.

This morning? I found poop. Poop all over my house. Now, it's not unusual for Grayson to bring me his diaper and tell me he has pooped on the floor. I find the poop, and clean it and him up. That's mom life for you.

But today? I have absolutely NO CLUE where this poop has come from. My only guess is that he took off his diaper, did his business in three different spots, and then had Leah assist him in rediapering. In the whirlwind of packing Leah's lunch and getting her ready for school, then shooting out the door it was missed.

This comes after the day before yesterday. Grayson brought me his diaper, filled with poop. It was all over him, all over his shirt. I cleaned him up, got his shirt in the wash, and a clean diaper on his butt and then searched the house in the trial he had taken from his sister's room to the living room looking for casualties. I couldn't find a single one! That night, Mel came home and upon walking in the house immediately spotted poo. Apparently it had flung almost under our couch, just out of sight. But not out of smell. I smelled it ALL DAY LONG and couldn't for the life of me figure out where it was coming from!!

This week I'm done with the poop.