Jared handed me a dirty Charlotte as I handed him a clean Mia during bath time tonight. She was in full throw down mode. Back arched, red faced, screaming. I felt like I was trying to hang on to a wild rabbit by his feet. When I got her to the changing table and took off her shirt, I saw so much poop that had ridden all the way up her back. I guess I would be a little upset about that too! I got her cleaned up and in the tub but as I kept bathing children I kept smelling poop. Thirty minutes later, girls in bed, I'm cleaning up the kitchen, dishes specifically, and I still smell poop.... What the heck? I raise my shirt to my nose and breathe in. Holy.... heck.... There was a good four inch smear of, you guessed it, poop right where my nose had sniffed.
After I very quickly stripped off that shirt and got my gag reflex under control, I just giggled to myself. Adding that poop incident to wiping three very runny noses all day long I started singing "Im sexy and I know it..." bahaha Everyday of my life is a marathon. Thats the best word I know to describe my day-to-day. So this marathon is complete... and it was a dirty one. HA! Thought I'd share.