Oh Crap.

(don't read this if you have a weak stomach, or get grossed out easily, or are eating... or maybe just don't read this.)

There are absolutely no pictures to go with this post. And after you read it, you will understand why.

So Blake is back into the whole 'taking his diaper off during his nap' thing. No fun.

Yesterday he did it, and had smeared poop all over himself and the crib. Again, no fun. I plopped him in the bath and took all the blankets out of his crib (he doesn't sleep on the sheet, we have to put a soft blanket underneath him) Since he didnt sleep on the sheet, there wasn't anything on it, so I left it. We went about of day and all was well.

This morning his room still smelled wonky. I thought it was him, or maybe an old sippy, but couldn't really decide. I changed him, checked for sippies, and then went about my morning thinking maybe I was smelling things. But I could STILL smell it. So I decided it must be the sheet, and I just couldnt see it. I lited his mattress out and proceeded to remove the sheet... when I saw it. The poop.

Oh to all things holy, I had to remove myself from the situation, or I was going to lose it.

The little stinker (no pun intended) had taken all the (big peices) and shoved them down behind his crib.

I panicked. Then fumed. Considered moving. Seriously thought about hiring a maid for the day.

Don't worry I got it all cleaned up.

And called my mom, just because I tell her everything.

Beau will get the full recap when he gets back in town tonight. And then he is on diaper duty for the next week.