I know my kids are entirely too old for me to blog about their poop, but here goes anyway.
Edith wouldn't come in the house this evening for bedtime cartoons. That's very unusual! She just stood out in the middle of the garden and cried.
When I went to collect her, I discovered a big old mess. She had to be sprayed down in the bathtub.
I guess I will stop blogging about my kids' bowel movements when they are no longer the most interesting part of my day. But scraping human waste out of Edith's boots sure seems newsworthy to me.
Motherhood is such a treat sometimes.
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