Poop Happens

Lovely title isn't it? It pretty much sums up what happened this morning. Isaac and Cardale both woke up crying this morning. So, I carried Isaac downstairs to get his milk and Cardale's bottle. I noticed Isaac had peed thru his pj's, so I went to change his diaper. Of course, no diapers downstairs. I took his diaper off him and thought he'd be ok while I made Cardale's bottle. BIG MISTAKE. I went back in the room and Isaac was staring at a pile of poop on the carpet. I was a little upset, but not a big deal-just cleaned it up. Cardale was still crying upstairs so I left Isaac and went to get Cardale and some diapers. I come back down and Isaac is crying. Sure enough Isaac is sitting on the floor with MORE poop on the carpet and now it's on his feet, hands and face. Horribly disgusting!! Seriously, in the 3 minutes I left you alone you had to poop again?! So I'm cleaning him up while he's crying and Cardale is crying as well b/c he just wants his bottle and then Caleb starts yelling, "Mommy, can you open the gate, I have to go potty!" Fabulous. Can I go back to bed now?

Thankfully God is merciful and we made it thru the rest of the morning without any more poop or Mommy meltdowns.:) When I told Nate the story, his response was something along the lines of "poop happens?" A fitting title indeed. :)