The Scoop on the Poop

Neil had a very interesting morning with Bennett this morning. I cannot imagine how bad it was! So sad I missed it. When I received the e-mails Neil wrote to me later in the day...he made it sound hilarious. I know it will be funny for us to look back on this one day so that is why I am posting this for our blog book. It is really funny how talking about poop with your spouse is sort of an everyday thing when you are a parent.

Here are the texts that we exchanged this morning:

Neil: "Bennett smeared poop all over his room this morning after you left. It was all over him and all over his bed."

Me: "I didn't know that. I'm sorry."

Neil: "It's ok this morning was awful :("

Me: "I'm sorry."

I wrote Neil an e-mail later so that I could get some more details. I left this morning with Bennett clean and happy in his bed. Rebecca was in there when I left so I thought everything was fine and dandy like any other morning.

Me: "Where was the poo? Am I going to have a disaster to clean up when I get home?"

Neil: "No I already handled it. I got as much of it off the bumper as I could and sprayed oxy clean on the spots. Since you would not answer your phone this morning I then put it in a garbage bag because I had no idea of what to do with it. I cleaned the bed with hot water and bleach and then Lysoled the hell out of everything in his room. It was literally one of the worst things I have ever experienced in my life."

Me: "It was really all over everything? I am so sorry. You should have just left it. We will have to take the bumper to the cleaners. How did he get the poop out of his diaper?"

Neil: "Rebecca picked him up after you left then I heard her dry heaving in the bathroom, I asked what was going on and then I saw...... I freaked out b/c I didn't know what to do he reached back in his diaper and had poop all over his hand and looked at it and said "awe man" it was all over him his back his clothes. I put him in the shower and hosed him off and scrubbed him down. It was on the bed, the bumper and him it smelled awful. I tied a shirt around my head and put a fresh diaper next to my nose to keep me from throwing up. I guess this restricted my airflow because when I picked him up out of the bath I literally almost blacked out. That was the closest I have ever been to fainting. I almost just called it a day at that point."

I received that e-mail during my last class and I could not contain my laughter! I was dying laughing and had tears in my eyes! I just read it to my mom and she could not stop laughing either. Neil is such a good dad to take care of all of that...I'm not sure I would have been so good at it!