So you know we are potty training and we are being pretty laid back about it. The events of the past week have made me want to padlock a diaper on Blondie Boy's cute little tush. If you don't like reading about poop, you may want to stop here so dont' say I didn't warn you.
The first incident resulted when while Blondie Boy was running around I thought I saw a brown mark on his bum, inspected said mark looked around the floor but merely found the Emma dog licking her lips. Now the evidence was purely circumstantial and I'm sure no judge or jury would have convicted her, but needless to say I couldn't look at her the same.
Move forward a few days and Blondie Boy again is frolicking about naked as he likes to do, seriously this kid is a stripper, and I see it drop from his bum to the floor. He then sprints across the room dropping presents on the floor along the way. This time as I scream "Noooo" I watch in disgust as Miss Emma eats up the chocolate treats greedily.
His "shit and sprint" is repeated the next day but luckily this time we are able to keep Emma away. I still can't quite look her in the eye though knowing what she's done. We have a few poopscapade free days and then while I'm sitting in a board meeting I get this text from NBH: