Well...a funny story. Yesterday, BoyD was still in his pjs and was walking around the house while I was finishing up feeding BabyM. All of a sudden I realize that he is no longer wandering, and had disappeared. I jump up thinking he has gone into the side yard (Bella's dog run) and go to check on him.
As I call his name, he appears around the corner of the laundry room (linked to the side yard) with his pants down yelling "I'm riiight heeere."
"What on earth are you doing?" I say, "did you need to go peepee?" Obviously this is not the first time that he has relieved himself outside.
To which he replied "No, I had to go poopoo!" Sure enough, he had pulled down his pants and pooped in the yard. "Just like Bella!"
Anyway, we then had a little talk about how only dog's poopoo in the yard, and people only poopoo in the potty. It was really funny. And for the record, it is Brandon's job to clean up the dog mess in the yard. We are just lumping that in too. :)
BabyM has a cruddy cough and I am on my own with the kiddos, as Brandon had to go to the capital to have our car maintained. Depending on how long it takes them to do the car, he might have to spend the night! (Not safe to drive in the dark and it is a 4+ hour drive) Yuck!
It sure seems that I post a lot of poop stories on here! Oh, the life of a mother of youngins.