Creative talents of a toddler

A few weeks ago Cooper pulled his poop diaper off in his crib and made a nauseating mess for Mike and I . We walked in on him tasting his own poo! It was sickening. While we were cleaning up the mess, darby bounced in his crib hanging on tightly to the rails and yelling in a language neither Mike or I can decipher. It was very monkey like, the whole scene.

So yesterday I got a call from Mike and he says, "Guess what your son did?"

It was Darbys turn.

Apparently Darby had a nice load of poo in his diaper when he woke up from his nap. Quietly, and as his brother lay sleeping in the crib across from his he removed the smelly mess and decided to paint himself as a dairhea warrior of sorts. Mike, who was in the kitchen smelled poop and couldnt figure out where the scent was wafting from. He followed to smell to the nursery to see a scene that had I been home would have sent me to the toilet to toss my lunch. Darby had smeared poop all over his face, arms, each and every slat of his crib, his crib sheets, and border, the wall were all covered in poo, it was even in his hair!!

Mike, standing there trying to figure out where the diaper was, quickly realized he was standing on it, so he also had poop on his sock covered feet.

I asked if he grabbed the camera because this would have made great blackmail material for decades, but in his misery he didnt think of it.

Just glad I wasn't home for this one.