Thursday, October 29, 2009

Just Venting...

UGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!

Sometimes I can't wait until I am out of the baby and toddler years. Don't get me wrong, I love our little Sara. And I really do cherish every minute I have left of her sweet babyhood - but not the last few minutes.

I went up to Sara's room to wake her up from her nap. It had been a very unusual three hours. She wasn't making a sound but I figured, hey it was 4:00. If she didn't get up she wasn't going back to bed at 8:00! So up the stairs I went.

As I opened the door the most horrible stench welcomed me only to be met by an even more horrendous scene. Sara had stripped off her clothes and had painted her body (hair and "gag" face too), her baby dolls, books, blankets, bed and wall in awful smelling "number 2". It was almost more than I could bare.

I didn't even know where to start. There wasn't a clean spot on her. How was I going to get her from her bed to the tub.

I gritted my teeth, held my breath and held her out as far from me as possible and we made it to the tub.

So instead of a nice late afternoon. I did a load of laundry. Had to give my naughty daughter a bath (I hate giving my kids baths), had to clean "number 2" off of well...everywhere, and now I have the smell burned into my nose and her screams (from the shower I submitted her to) ringing in my ears.

On a good note...thank goodness (I mean really) for removable shower heads!!!!!

8 comments:

Stephanie Saunders said...

My deepest heart-felt sympathies. There's NOTHING worse than having to deal with something like that...

The Seaquist Family said...

Oh Jen...what a rotten (literally) afternoon. What a little stinker she is. And I agree with you on loving my little one but looking forward to getting out of the toddler stage. Amazing how these little people can push our buttons like no one else. Miss you.

Anonymous said...

At least it washed off and didn't have to wear off like Permanent Purple Marker.

Uggh!! she is a little stinker.

Love
Grandma D

Andrea said...

Oh my goodness!!!!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

I still remember the day that my Great Aunt Stella did it all over our downstairs bedroom. It was all over the ceiling, bed, walls, and floor. Mom cleaned her up while my sister and I got the room.
Dad.

Sara said...

I am dying laughing because this same thing has happened to me with both Emma and Peter at the exact same age. I fear the day Abby decides to do it too. Oh that little stinker...sorry you had to endure that.

Anonymous said...

Wow-She's still alive! See-You're not as inpatient as you think. I would have to move-But, really-what is the natural consequence for that action-for all you parenting experts out there?
Sallie

Heather said...

Oh my. You have my deepest sympathies. I'm crossing my fingers we don't get to experience that particular form of joy.