Pretty dreary day out. No sun. Slight sprinkle. Muggy. Broken AC unit. That makes the day seems even more dreary. Lucky for me I was getting a little break. HC had been napping for almost 3 hours & Gala had fallen asleep a little less than an hour ago.
RD & I headed outside. She wanted to take her barbies for a dip in the pool. Since it was sprinkling out, I grabbed a container & filled it up with water to make a little barbie pool. We'd been outside about 20 minutes when I decided I should check on HC.
When I came in, I could hear her crying. I hopped over the gate, guarding the flight of stairs, heading to our second floor. That's when it hit me. The smell of poo. Or liquid death as my hubby calls it. HC must of filled her drawers (or I need to seriously clean this house). Lovely. If I can smell it at the start of the climb, it's gotta be a bad one.
I pulled back the blanket (said blanket is in place to keep the upstairs cool, via window unit, while we are w/o AC) & I almost passed out from the smell. Oh Lord, this is gonna be a whopper. I approach the crib. Poo is everywhere. GAG! My little princess decided having her diaper off seemed like a better idea than having it on. And what's worse is, she must have done it before falling asleep because it was already dried on her skin. Double gag! It was on her back, legs, arms, & of course her butt. Triple gag!
Well, this was just as good a time as any, so I rounded up the gang, threw them in the tub, stripped the crib & started the load of HC's bed clothes. All in the day & the life of me (& you other mommas)......
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