EEEEWW!

You've just gotta love two-year-olds. This morning, as I was getting ready for work, Peanut was playing in the living room. Suddenly, I heard the pitter-patter of little feet scurrying toward me followed shortly by Peanut's little voice shouting, "Mama! Mama! See eeeeww! See eeeeww! Mama! Come see eeeeww!!" I didn't rush out, because I figured the "eeeeww" was his breakfast that he'd dumped on the floor...messy, but not a biggy to clean.

When Peanut appeared in the doorway to the bathroom where I was curling my hair, he said, "I change diaper." He'd changed his diaper?? He was wearing a long t-shirt, but no pants (his diaper had leaked during the night and my hubby had just stuck Peanut in an oversized shirt, until it was time to get him ready to go to the sitters). When I lifted his shirt to look at his diaper...it was gone! Now, I'm sure some of you are sitting and thinking, "Well...duh!" Save it for my hubby. Anyway, the truth hadn't yet sunk in, so I walked out to the living room following Peanut while he continued to go on about the "eeeeww" and "changing" his diaper.
Well, I found the missing diaper (I was excepting that), but what I wasn't expecting was the nice firm round "eeeeww" sitting next to it. Yep. You guessed it. My little man had taken off his diaper and dumped a big turd on the carpet next to the diaper. Nice.

Well, I have to be honest...I laughed. I couldn't help it. I used the diaper to pick up the "eeeeww" and got rid of it. Then I took care of the child and cleaned the "spot" (although there was no visible evidence that the "incident" had occurred). He was SO proud of himself. I did tell him to let mama change his diapers in the future, but...what do you do??? I'm sure if there is a next time, it won't be as funny and will be handled a lot differently.

**sigh** Kids. You gotta love 'em.