Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Leaning Over the Edge of Reason

This morning, I was cleaning the breakfast dishes in the kitchen while the kids played upstairs. Jubee comes downstairs and tells me she's poopy and needs to be "wiped up."  I told her, "if you're old enough to tell me you need a change, you're old enough to go on the potty, blah blah blah."  It was actually a fairly long lecture, until I realized there was bright green poo all over her feet.  

Oh, and her legs.  

And her hands.  

And in foot prints, coming down the stairs and across the living room. 

Oh, and a huge pile of diarrhea on top of a whole bunch of books upstairs.  

So, into the bath we went, and it was AWFUL.  While I cleaning Jubee to try and contain the mess, Sammy was "helping" by taking a whole container of baby wipes and smearing the poo into the stairs.

I'm fairly certain that there is at least one permanent green stain on the carpet.  Ugh.

I'm also fairly certain that this whole thing is the direct result of some dietary changes we have implemented recently, which means we're going to have to give it up.  Which is frustrating, because I've spent quite a bit of time and food money revamping our diet and weekly menus.

I just remembered I have one of these in my freezer:

If you're planning on calling me or dropping by, wait until this hits my brain, in about 20 minutes.

1 comment:

  1. Oh no, not fun! I wouldn't give up on the food changes yet, their bodies will adjust and in the long run eating better is a good thing.