The day has arrived!!! Remember how I said that they warned us of kids using the bathroom outside our bedroom door?????? It's not quite the same, but Little peed AND pooped on his bedroom carpet today. On separate occasions. First poop, and then pee. And why? First he "didn't know" and then because "he felt like it." Chad thinks that he might have done it because when we're at the pool at his aunt's house, Little gets to pee in the wild by the pine trees and so maybe he's thinking that if he doesn't want to stop playing he can just pull down and go wherever he is, but I'm not convinced. I think it's a choice. He did something similar on Sunday. In fact, here's what happened in my house Sunday night after I got home from Youth Sunday School:
Chad: "Hey. Dustin's stuff is in the washer because I'm pretty sure he pulled down his pants and just peed all over his bed."
Me: "What the heck? Seriously?"
Chad: "I don't know what's going on with that kid. I swear he pooped too because it smelled like it, but I looked in his pull-up and I didn't see anything."
Me: "If it smelled like he pooped, he probably did. I'll check after I use the bathroom."
(This isn't nearly as exciting as I thought it would be...but hold on...it gets better.)
Me: (in the downstairs bathroom) "Chad...who the heck used this bathroom last? They frickin' peed all over the frickin' seat!!!"
Chad: *big ginourmous sigh* "Big"
Me: "Awesome. Because I just sat in it and that's disgusting."
And let me tell you it was alllllllll over the seat. Like he just decided to power wash the seat with his pee to see what it looked like or something. So, I go upstairs and open the door to the boys' room and I am instantly hit with this wall of poop smell. It reminded me of this time I got a cat from a cat rescue place and my sister and I were driving it home and hit a similar wall of smell from the cat pooping in its cage and we were literally idling down the road because we were laughing so hard because it smelled so bad. It was a similar wall of poop smell that I walked into, but somehow, this time, I didn't see it as being so funny. So I turned on the light and there, under Little's bed, is a giant turd. The child had pooped in his pull-up and decided to just reach in and pull out his poop so that he wouldn't have to be bothered with the uncomfortableness of it while he slept. So I grabbed some toilet paper for him to pick it up with, but he just picked it up with is BARE HANDS and put it in the toilet. Barf, gag, grossness!!!! He did the same thing today with the poop on the floor! Why is he doing this?! He told me earlier his belly hurt, and I asked him if he had to go poop and to go and try and instead of going and trying, he just decided to keep playing and poop and let it drop out of his pants as it may. And then tonight while I was at a camp meeting, he peed all over the carpet in his room. This is making me crazy. And their room stinks.
