Ah POOP!
The above phrase would be an accurate way to describe my day in as few words as possible!
My two year old, Peyton, has shown that he is almost completely (see the contradiction there) potty trained. All on his own prompting and desire.
However, the past few weeks he has shown resistance to pooping on the toilet. He instead prefers to go in an empty room and do his business in his big boy underwear.
I was prepared for such an instance to occur today… he had not gone poo for 2 days. It was bound to happen any time now. He had been asking to go to the bathroom multiple times this morning, with no action.
I knew it was coming.
It just hadn’t happened yet.
Nap time was approaching… and oh boy it was a morning that Peyton NEEDED a nap! Mommy NEEDED him to nap!
As I was putting a fresh sleeping diaper on him for nap he proclaimed, “I not want to take a nap! I be sweet!” I still encouraged him to lay down and get some rest.
I left the room to attend to my two other children. In a span of 10 minutes, I cleaned up lunch and nursed Tristen (9 months old) to sleep for his afternoon nap.
When I was getting up to get my activity ready to play with Calvin, my 4 year old, I smell this overwhelming smell of poop.
“Oh great! Now he decides to poop!” I think.
I open his bedroom door to be FLOORED by the smell!
Terrible! I have smelled outhouses that smell minty fresh compared to this scent!
I cannot see where he is or what he is doing, because I have the room darkening blinds up. I carefully walk across the room to open the curtains.
Horror!
Peyton is sitting on Calvin’s bean bag butt naked! There is poop all over his body and feet!
I notice that his diaper is off and laying next to his bed… not a drop of pee or smear of poop in his diaper!
I ask him where is the poop?
He replies by pointing in one of his toy baskets! *puke gag*
Sure enough, two logs of poop are in a toy basket.
He must have taken off his diaper, squatted to poop? and then proceeded to put the poop in the basket to hide the poop? Only to leave a mess of poop on the carpet, toys and path he traveled.
I was so floored I didn’t take a picture (although it DID cross my mind to add to this funny website.
I pick Peyton up (he is naked and covered in poop) and put him in the bathtub to clean him up.
Shortly after rinsing him off, and seeing chunks of poop in the bathtub, I realize this isn’t working.
I pick him up again (by his armpits – again THE POOP!) and carry him outside to the front yard. I begin to spray him off with the garden hose.
Wouldn’t you know that at that precise moment of me spraying off my poop covered 2 year old son, our street becomes grand central station!?
There were people walking their dogs down our street!
There were two vehicles checking out the homes at the end of our street that are for sale.
And of course my personal favorite, the compliance officer of our gated community drove by at the perfect time to get a full show!
The whole time I was cleaning Peyton up, cleaning his room, and just ranting… Peyton didn’t fuss, cry, or make a peep. He knew he made a poor choice and was in trouble.
Little stinker!
Their room does not smell anymore and the poop stain is fading … but I affectionately called it the poop room all day today.
Ah Poop!
CJ @CJinKY says
I think every mom has to hose off their child at least once. I remember my mom hosing me off because my sister had filled my diaper with sand. It’s like a right of passage. On the bright side…at least he knows it was wrong, and he knows when he has to poo, so all he has to do from here on out is aim for the toilet!
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