You’re not seeing things. You probably wish that you were, but you’re not.
This is my life now.
But I sure don’t mind.
Nope, ol’ Benny Boo decided that the perfect time to go pooties yesterday afternoon was exactly two minutes after I had already changed his diaper and exactly one minute before we needed to leave the house.
I’m not complaining. It’s a whole lot easier to manage these situations at home than it is when I’m out and about (and, in the instance of yesterday, at a baby shower).
What was adorable (in a disgusting kind of a way) was the fact that Bennett was perfectly happy to keep on stomping and jumping right there in his poo. God bless his little heart.
Just twelve more days to submit a response for our first Contest/Giveaway! If you haven’t given much thought to the Mother’s Day that’s around the corner, this couldn’t be easier!