This morning while I was in the shower, Matthew went to the bathroom downstairs. I knew this was the case because I later saw him upstairs with no bottoms on (he frequently forgets to redress after going to the bathroom). I asked him about it and he told me "ME POO!" very proudly. Great! "Did you wipe?" "Yeah," and that was the end of that. Or so I thought.
We drove Ayden to preschool, hit WalMart and Save on Foods (I have discovered a new secret: shop while Ayden is in preschool and you only have to manage ONE BOY~OH HAPPY DAY), and returned home two hours after said poo. I had to go to the bathroom and as I entered I saw this:
Ewwwwww! I figured Matthew must have done his business and then slid off the potty, and then forgot to flush. The I turned 45 degrees to my right and saw this:
EWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! No, he didn't slide off the big potty, he WENT in the little potty and then emptied it partially into the big potty, and THEN forgot to flush. I even saw this on the cupboard door:
Now Please remember, people, this happened two hours ago so now the poo is crusty.
THIS is the glorious truth about mommyhood, in full colour! Write your mom an email right now to thank her for cleaning up your crusty poo!