what a day

Raelynn pooped in the tub. 

Bryan attended to the poo before he got her dressed. 

She pooped in the laundry room, walked in it, and spread it throughout the living room all while yelling "poop. poop". 

She had also hidden the wipes. I was holding her away from my body (because she had poo all over her feet!) while yelling at Bryan to find wipes. We probably looked like lunatics. We couldn't find the wipes, so Bryan thought we should hose her off in the sink. 

Great idea! 

She freaked. I was holding her with all my strength while she was thrashing about trying to get down, and Bryan was hosing her off. 

She grabbed the nozzle and swiveled it over the counter. 

There was poop in the bath. Poop in the laundry room. Poop trailed throughout the living room. Poop in my kitchen sink (EWWWW). And water all over the counter and the floor. It was ridiculous. 

We got it all cleaned up, and I asked Bryan, "What the heck did we do to ourselves?" 

Then Raelynn came up dressed like this. 

Those are Simon's pants she tried to squeeze into.
She was walking around with both legs crammed into one pant leg.

Exciting times around here.