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Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Everyone Poops...

...but knowing that doesn't make it a pleasant thing. Warning, this blog is about poop. I think that was evident in the title but I felt compelled to forewarn.

Carter loves prunes. However, prunes and I are no longer friends. I have a fairly large suspicion they are responsible for the poop I just clean out from under my fingernails. Carter had an... incident. Poop. Everywhere. He was sitting in his exersaucer and got a little fussy. He's being doing that lately, so I let him fuss. "Needs to learn to entertain himself", I thought.

Mistake.

I went in about 5 minutes later and went to pick him up to move him to his bouncy chair so he could nap while I folded laundry. I picked him up, put him on my shoulder and then I felt it. I knew. I knew instantly what happened. Then I looked down. In the seat where my child had been, was a detonated poop bomb. ::Gag::

Then, where his feet stick out and he "stands" in his saucer are tiny grooves to give him traction. See where I'm going? Yeah... everywhere. Shot out of his clothes, down his legs. He'd been standing/dancing/bouncing in it. I was... overwhelmed.

First order of business? Bath time. I used the detachable showerhead to rinse my fecal covered baby who thought that was hilarious. Then I sprayed my hands, his clothes, my clothes... EVERYTHING that had anything on it. Ew.

After Carter stopped smelling like the inside of a toilet, I put him down for a nap in his bed and got to work on the saucer. Dear GAWD! I scrubbed every groove. I dumped bleach all over the foot area and washed like there was no tomorrow. It took me 35 minutes just to clean the bottom and I'm going to have to clean it again (it's outside) and then sanitize it. Don't get me started on the seat cloth. Outside, hose, washing machine. MAYBE that will help. Or MAYBE we'll just buy a new one.

This was all before 8:30am. Good morning world!

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::Sigh:: I think I'll be skipping my slimfast chocolate chip granola bar breakfast.


7 comments:

Charlya said...

OMG I am in tears laughing!

Nicole said...

yuck! I SO know your pain - we recently had to upgrade Austin's diaper size due to a few too many incidents such as this! Isn't the seat part machine washable? When this happens to us (yes... often enough)... we always figure out how to detach the cloth part and throw it in the washing machine...

KRiSTiN said...

it detaches but it is insanely dirty. this was no ordinary "overflow" accident. his actual diaper was barely dirty. it just rocketed out of him so fast, it got everywhere. i've washed the cloth seat twice. it needs to be washed again.

Charlya said...

I'm sorry but I had to come back and read this again Kristin. I so needed another good laugh this afternoon. I swear, like I said before, you need to write a column for a newspaper/magazine or something. Too funny!

Carol said...

That's my overachieving grandson!! Actually, that's what you get for giving him prunes for breakfast before turning him over to us for the weekend. Picture me sticking out my tongue, fingers wiggling in my ears saying, "Na na na na boo boo!!!"

me said...

your blogs are the best birth control EVER!!

KRiSTiN said...

I do what I can to bring joy to the world. I think it's funny too... now. :)

Oh Sarah. It's the same thing as Ashe's tummy trouble when he's upset. Just, minus the litter box and 10 times the poop. You're halfway there. You might as well get you a baby. :)

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