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My rest day

So, Gunnar's CFA exam is finished, whoo hoo! He's not sure how he did...not so whoo hoo..but that is all done for now and I have a husband again. But back to my rest day. I usually set aside Mondays as my "free day", I don't plan on any major activities but I think because I don't go out much on my rest day, lots of "stuff" seems to happen on Mondays.

This past Monday, is just another example. I had gotten into the habit of letting Liam sit on his baby potty, (in our bathroom right outside the toilet) whenever I went potty. He was always in his clothes and diaper, so this Monday gone I decided that since he was sitting anyway, I'll just take his diaper off and see if anything happens. I bet you're thinking, "big mistake!", well, that actually wasn't the big mistake. Anyways, after a while he got bored and came off and then had trouble sitting back down again and since I was ..er...indisposed (see opening lines of this paragraph), I wasn't able to get him back on the potty. That was the big mistake - going potty at the same time! Naturally he did poop on the bathroom floor right next to the potty. I swear I checked his bottom, feet, hands and clothes and cleaned him up but I have no idea how he tracked poop all through the bathroom! And for those of you who are averse to poop stories you may want to miss this post - there's more.

I had forgotten to restock the diapers in his room, and I used the last diaper just before nap (when he pooped again). The only thing short of going back downstairs and getting more and thoroughly waking him up was to use some swim diapers I found. I opted for the swim diapers, and I can tell you that while it does no good for the pee, it contained his nap-time poop adequately. And in case you are wondering just how many times a day he poops - it is 5 times a day! (If you want to know what not to feed your kid, just drop me a line.)

And to end off my poopy post, we headed outside for our usual afternoon playtime in the yard and the first thing he picks up is doggy poop. Right near our garage too! I was so mad since we don't have dogs and I couldn't believe the neighbors didn't pick up after their dog. So I whisked Liam up and away to wash hands while trying to keep him from doing anything with his hand.

All in a day's work!

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