DOODOO RETALIATION

First off, yes, I know I encourage parents to enjoy parenthood. And, yes, I know I spend more time laughing than otherwise. But the "suffahead" (punishment) wey I just suffa ehn? Kai!!!!!

So, as I have mentioned before, TK only wears his diaper at naptime so he can poop and have either his dad or I clean it up. *side eye* Well, I was fatigued and tired of cleaning up after him, after all he has pooped in the potty before and I thought I should encourage a repeat. So, I told my son,

Me: "TK, I am not putting a diaper on you this afternoon, because I want you to go to the potty and doodoo, like a big boy, okay?"

TK: pause. "Okay mommy"

Me: "Good boy"

And so, I left him in his room to have a nap and went on to respond to some messages and handle some serious business.

Later on in the day, Husband came in from work and after the usual greetings and kiss, he made his way to our room to change into some more comfortable clothes.

And that's when all $#*! hit the fan, literally.

TE ran downstairs laughing hysterically and said, "Mommy, mommy, TK pooped all over your room!!!"

I jumped from my chair and bounded up the stairs, 2-3 steps at a time. I walked into my bedroom to see Husband cleaning up poop from the carpet. And the stench that welcomed me... goodness gracious!!!!! In the toilet bowl were wipes, which are not supposed to be flushed down the toilet, and so my darling was working furiously to remove them.

All I could think was "Thank goodness I didn't jam this first." lol!

But, there was little cause to breath a sigh of relief. Later on, after we had dinner, bathed the kids and put them in bed, hubby and I chose to lie on the bed and chit chat. I was trying to speak but I couldn't concentrate. Something was obstructing my ability to formulate sentences and I soon realized what the problem was. The room was still very stinky. I started sniffing everywhere trying to find the source of the stench and husband even reminded me that he had done a thorough job cleaning up. But, for the life of me, my nose knew that there was some doodoo somewhere in the room. As I put my head down again, I realized that the stench was right at my side of the bed and so, I looked behind the bed.

What did I see?

Well, I guess TK was not happy with the fact that I deprived him of his customary afternoon-poop-in-a-diaper custom because right where my head lays where a stack of wipes that the boy had used to 'clean' his yucky backside!!!!!!!!

See me see trouble! This is what i get for being a mother who puts her foot down and encourages her 3 year old son to use the toilet for both #1s and #2s.

But have no fear, computer friends, this battle is far from over.

=)

PS: Yes, the majority of those who took the poll last week were correct - the culprit was indeed Bomboy! lol!