Not for Fainthearted: Tales of Pooping

Poop: Yesterday the youngest member of our household pooped in a completely inappropriate place, to the great amusement of his older sister. It was during the standard post-bath naked time. There had already been some post-dinner pooping. It was all very unexpected and surprising to lift up his towel cape find a little pile there. I cannot stress enough how greatly amused Matilda was. She's still going on about it today, probably right now to her teachers at school. The carpet seems to have recovered fine, although I won't be offended if you no longer let your child eat snacks off our floor. It was a smallish poop, but we might need something like this.