So, heaven just got a little stinky.
After a fabulous morning of a smiling Brooks in my life, I was confident our day would be smooth sailing. Famous last thoughts. We did a quick publix run and were back home feeding when I noticed a poop in Brooks’ pants. From the time I noticed it to the time the feeding was over, it was as if me, Reese, Brooks and our nursing pillow had all weathered a poop storm. It was everywhere.
This much poop required an immediate bathing for little Brooks and I had yet to attempt a bathing on my own — didn’t think it would be a big deal — yet another reason why I think God gave me twins — the chaos seems to fuel me :).
I thought surely Reese would stay quiet and we would be clean in a jiffy.
Reese during the bath time for Brooks:
So, here I am, bouncing Reese with my foot while bathing my poop covered son…we were 99.9% of the way through the bath, and Brooks emptied his bladder…all over me, my kitchen, and my daughter.
So we bathed again.
And this is the precious man post-bath:
And this is my clean son — ah, so happy:
Just one quick task before naps…just needed to burp little Reese…and she spits up.
All. over. me.
I had to take a timer photo because I could not stop laughing:
And there is the happy little Brooks man just bouncing away in the background 🙂
What are they doing now, you wonder………..
back to a stinky-free heaven