Fun On Saturday
The Squeaker LOVES to get up early on Saturday and Sunday. Monday through Friday, she’ll sleep until it’s time to leave for work (7:00-ish). But come the weekend, she’s up by 6am and rarin’ to go.
And this Saturday was no different.
Squeak was up at 6 and her pj bottoms were soaked. We ran out of our usual diapers and had to pick up a new brand and they do not keep her dry through the night (I won’t mention the brand name, other than to say it starts with a P and ends with an Ampers).
Anyway, I got her up, changed her diaper and brought her to bed with us, sans pants. We played. We wrestled. We laughed. By 6:40 we were out of Mommy and Daddy’s bed and on to breakfast.
I won’t bore you with a blow by blow of our entire morning, but suffice it to say that we went down early for our late morning nap, still sans pants.
When she woke, I found this –
And this Saturday was no different.
Squeak was up at 6 and her pj bottoms were soaked. We ran out of our usual diapers and had to pick up a new brand and they do not keep her dry through the night (I won’t mention the brand name, other than to say it starts with a P and ends with an Ampers).
Anyway, I got her up, changed her diaper and brought her to bed with us, sans pants. We played. We wrestled. We laughed. By 6:40 we were out of Mommy and Daddy’s bed and on to breakfast.
I won’t bore you with a blow by blow of our entire morning, but suffice it to say that we went down early for our late morning nap, still sans pants.
When she woke, I found this –
Well, the picture doesn't do it justice, but
Oh.
My.
God.
Apparently, before she went to sleep she pooped AND pulled her diaper off.
Of course, she was in the middle of it and covered.
Poop was everywhere. I grabbed The Squeak out of bed and toted her over to the changing table for an initial “once over” before we hit the tub.
And, yes… it gets worse.
Because she had removed her diaper and played in the poop prior to falling asleep, it had set up harder than concrete in August.
So I managed to pick some of the crusted poop off of her before soaking her in tub full of warm, soapy water and scrubbing her down.
So we have a new rule in our house…. if you’re you’re sleeping, you’re wearing jammies.
posted by Rob Barron at 9:34 PM
7 Comments:
I am not as nice as Rob. I'll tell you the diapers were Luvs and they suck. They claim to have a wetness protection guarantee, yes the guaruantee is that your child will wake up wet. I would return them but who the heck knows where the receipt is. ~ P.Pie
Being a parent makes you make rules you never ever thought you would need, doesn't it?
I'm sorry, but I had to laugh. Your reaction was the same as my husband's when our dear toddler did the "let's take off the diaper and play with my poop" routine! Her twin brother just watched in horror as she decorated the wall.
Hopefully this was the first and last time The Squeak goes digging for gold in her diaper. If not... I recommend the disinfectant wipes in the large industrial size.
My youngest twin is a finger painter, always as nap time. He's two now and still wears diaper shirts or onesies at nap time. It seems that as long as he cannot get to the top of his diaper he won't take it off, but if he can see the top of it, it's gone, along with everything that may have been inside of it at one point.
I feel your pain. Invest in Shout.
that is too funny. my son's newest thing is to poop the second I put him in the exersaucer. we call it the poop machine. Of course, thank god his diapers are on...
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Oh man! I feel your pain(http://mackenziesmomma06.blogspot.com/2008/02/a-poo-straphe.html)
Just wait, it gets more skillful and artistic. We still deal with this occasionally!
My kids are always up early on the weekends, too. Drives me crazy!
May I suggest that those jammies be one-piece jammies, put on backwards, so she can't easily undue them! Duct tape helps also ;) (Yup, we've been there, done that.)
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