So Hubs asked me how my day was, and I just couldn't bring up the fact it was filled with poop. Just when I thought Tag had the "gotta go outside to do his business," he went and pooped inside. Twice. After he had spent a long time outside, no less. Maybe he got inside and outside mixed up? It wouldn't have been so bad, if I hadn't stepped in it. In bare feet.
And Chase spent a good part of today without a diaper on. It was so warm and beautiful outside. Anyway, back to the topic at hand. Let's just say I'm glad I was looking down.
It's days like this that make me want to go back to "work."
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