G is in "pull-up" diapers now that we're moving into the next stage of toilet training. So I thought I would give her a break tonight, let her run around "free and breezy" style. Her diaper was freshly wet so I figured we were home free for a little bit, anyway. She loved it, having races with L in the hallway, dancing around, then doing her own thing, running the circuit around the living, dining, kitchen areas.
Then she pulled Ian away from his supper and asked L to follow her too - she said she had "peeped" in the hallway. Sure enough, we noticed a little nugget in the middle of the front hall - fairly disgusting but small enough to be manageable. Then she said "Other one over there" pointing to the dark living room. Bracing ourselves, Ian turned on the living room lights and in the middle of our dark wood floor was a much larger, less than manageable pile. Ewwwwwww!!!!!! Of course both boys, (by this time howling with laughter, with the little princess chiming in) left the cleaning up to mom. Don't ya just love poopy stories?