So after Mindy and the kids left Saturday afternoon, I attempted to put Sam down for a nap. He refused, but I knew he had to be tired. I decided to let him stay in his bed for a while despite his protests, hoping he would fall asleep. As I was doing some work on the computer, I heard him repeatedly say "shoo, shoo." I figured that meant he had a dirty diaper, so I took a few minutes to finish my work before going in to change him.
Let me just say that the stench upon entering his room was overwhelming. Great, I thought. This will be a fun diaper to change all by myself. Wow. What a mistake I made! He was dirty alright, but I was so very wrong about the diaper. Yeah, there was no diaper. He had taken it off by himself, flung it across the room, and then proceeded to POOP in his bed. Yes, that's right. This adorable little gremlin pooped in his bed and smeared it everywhere! My mother was in tears laughing as I was telling her what he did. Ash didn't even know what to say. I'm pretty sure this kid will be the death of me.
