Where’s The Poop?
Yep, where is the poop? Nate was asleep in his crib. Zach was in our bed watching Little Einsteins. Steph and I were downstairs watching a recorded showing of Hopkins.
While downstairs we heard Zach running around upstairs, but we were not too concerned since this happens every night. On Hopkins, things got really sad (a 2 year old with a heart issues came into the hospital)…I was done and went upstairs to check on our boys.
This is when the fun began.
Zach was standing in living room with his diaper in one hand and his pants in the other. He was naked with poop smeared down both of his legs. Yikes!
I brought him into his bedroom and began to wipe him down. Knowing I had him but no poop, I yelled into the baby monitor…”I need a little help here…Mom…We have a poop problem”. I was so loud that our neighbors heard (I found out later).
I got Zach into the bath and noticed that he tried to use both his porta potty and the big, adult potty. Both of which were covered in shit! Steph began to clean those off and found shit on the living room floor and our couch. So, of course, she cleaned those off.
Basically, Zach practiced his potty training all over without supervision…good job…but hopefully, next time, he can get some adult supervision.