I have talked about poop before. It is obviously a big thing in our house.
Sunday we went to a local farmers' market with everyone - minus her Majesty for obvious reasons. We packed everyone into the car and drove there because my husband was planning on leaving early to help a friend move. So we unloaded everyone, poured the Gremlin and 2.0 into the BOB dualie and put the Monster on the leash. We had fun and shopped around, then hung out with some friend. Then my husband had to leave and it was me and the crew.
For the most part, I was able to wrangle everyone alright. After eating, there was quite a rumble from 2.0's diaper area. He hates sitting in a dirty diaper (unlike his sister who would happily sit in poop all day long) so I changed that quickly.
1 poopy bag
Then I put him in the Bjorn so I could run after the Gremlin, who was busying herself walking everyone's dogs. We were hanging out with a bunch of friends with kids the same age. Now we have repeatedly told these people that the Gremlin is a handful. I think they have always just assumed we were exaggerating. Well, at one point one dad turned to me and said, "You know what, I think the Gremlin really is the most uninhibited of all the kids. She isn't afraid to do anything and everything." See, I might be known for my hyperbole, but not on this topic.
Well, as some point while she was running all over the place torturing everything with 4 legs, she managed to step in dog poop. Of course I didn't know this at the time. My first hint was when I looked down at her booty and saw a big clump of poop smack dap in the center of her shorts. And it didn't come from inside the shorts. I tried to wipe it up with our wipes, but it only mushed it around a bit more. Unfortunately, she is going through that taking-off-her-diaper phase if you don't have bottoms on her, so she got to play in poopy shorts.
She decided to climb up into the stroller, which was when I noticed the HUGE clump of dog poop on her shoe. Again, I tried the wipes, but it didn't do much. So I took off the shoe and dropped it in a poop bag. This did NOT make her happy. She just kept pointing to her bare foot saying "zappo, zappo" over and over. I explained that her shoe was dirty and she could have it back after we washed it off at home. Then she kept looking at the bottom of her foot and saying "dirty, dirty."
2 poopy bags
At this point, I was spent. The Monster was being pretty good, but it was getting really warm and we were going to have to walk the mile home in the hot noon-time sun. The Gremlin decided she wanted to sit in the carseat side of the stroller, poopy pants and all.
So picture this... me pushing a double stroller with 2.0 hanging from my chest, the Gremlin standing in the carseat bouncing up and down on one side of the stroller with all our sh!t on the other side, and the Monster weaving back and forth between the stroller and me.
People cleared out of our way. I felt like I was a movie star... or had leprosy, one of the two.
Then the Monster pooped. So I had to pick up that pile of goo.
3 poopy bags.
So now, I have the trainwreck described above and three poop bags lined up in front of the stroller - one with a poopy diaper, one with a poopy shoe and one with just poop.
Thank God, we made it home without much ado. And then we all took a nice long nap. :)
Here are a few shots of 2.0 working on his smile and the Gremlin helping out in the yard.
Sunday we went to a local farmers' market with everyone - minus her Majesty for obvious reasons. We packed everyone into the car and drove there because my husband was planning on leaving early to help a friend move. So we unloaded everyone, poured the Gremlin and 2.0 into the BOB dualie and put the Monster on the leash. We had fun and shopped around, then hung out with some friend. Then my husband had to leave and it was me and the crew.
For the most part, I was able to wrangle everyone alright. After eating, there was quite a rumble from 2.0's diaper area. He hates sitting in a dirty diaper (unlike his sister who would happily sit in poop all day long) so I changed that quickly.
1 poopy bag
Then I put him in the Bjorn so I could run after the Gremlin, who was busying herself walking everyone's dogs. We were hanging out with a bunch of friends with kids the same age. Now we have repeatedly told these people that the Gremlin is a handful. I think they have always just assumed we were exaggerating. Well, at one point one dad turned to me and said, "You know what, I think the Gremlin really is the most uninhibited of all the kids. She isn't afraid to do anything and everything." See, I might be known for my hyperbole, but not on this topic.
Well, as some point while she was running all over the place torturing everything with 4 legs, she managed to step in dog poop. Of course I didn't know this at the time. My first hint was when I looked down at her booty and saw a big clump of poop smack dap in the center of her shorts. And it didn't come from inside the shorts. I tried to wipe it up with our wipes, but it only mushed it around a bit more. Unfortunately, she is going through that taking-off-her-diaper phase if you don't have bottoms on her, so she got to play in poopy shorts.
She decided to climb up into the stroller, which was when I noticed the HUGE clump of dog poop on her shoe. Again, I tried the wipes, but it didn't do much. So I took off the shoe and dropped it in a poop bag. This did NOT make her happy. She just kept pointing to her bare foot saying "zappo, zappo" over and over. I explained that her shoe was dirty and she could have it back after we washed it off at home. Then she kept looking at the bottom of her foot and saying "dirty, dirty."
2 poopy bags
At this point, I was spent. The Monster was being pretty good, but it was getting really warm and we were going to have to walk the mile home in the hot noon-time sun. The Gremlin decided she wanted to sit in the carseat side of the stroller, poopy pants and all.
So picture this... me pushing a double stroller with 2.0 hanging from my chest, the Gremlin standing in the carseat bouncing up and down on one side of the stroller with all our sh!t on the other side, and the Monster weaving back and forth between the stroller and me.
People cleared out of our way. I felt like I was a movie star... or had leprosy, one of the two.
Then the Monster pooped. So I had to pick up that pile of goo.
3 poopy bags.
So now, I have the trainwreck described above and three poop bags lined up in front of the stroller - one with a poopy diaper, one with a poopy shoe and one with just poop.
Thank God, we made it home without much ado. And then we all took a nice long nap. :)
Here are a few shots of 2.0 working on his smile and the Gremlin helping out in the yard.
Comments
Post a Comment