It has happened. IT!! Do you understand what I am trying to tell you here? A certain baby that is no longer a baby engaged in fingerpainting... ALL OVER HER CRIB. Not with fingerpaint. Oh, no. WITH. "STUFF". FROM. HER. DIAPER.
I am in Hades. My fingers are raw from bleach, she was covered in the stuff as was everything within her reach. (Not that I bleached my baby, I just bleached everything BUT my baby). As I am hurrying to contain the the situation, she crawls over to the garbage... pulls out the diaper I just threw in there and plays with it!
I will have nightmares about this day for many years to come. I probably will have PTSD too. *Shudder*.
I think I need to get out of this house NOW before my brain melts.
8 comments:
so sorry. you should have gone by yourself to lunch :)
I know! This is the universe telling me to go out to lunch when people offer to watch my kids... or else!
oh no! that is terrible, so glad I didn't have that happen YET?!? call me girl we are always just hanging out
YIKES! Oh no, that is so disgusting. I'm not sure whether to laugh or what. I am just glad it wasn't me yet.
Well, I've had 1 out of 4 do that! It's just plain bleck :P But something you can hold against her when she's a teenager!
Oh Crap! That's all I can really add to the situation.
Ha! That has yet to happen here, I have a feeling it's only a matter of time. Put a few more pennies in your therapy jar!
That has not happened with Logan yet but Lillian did take off her diaper a few weeks ago and go number two in her room while Daniel was 'watching' her. Then she tried to pick up the you know with a measuring spoon and carry it out to daddy! Oh the joy of parenthood!!!
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