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Yup, That Just Really Happened

I intended to start tonight's post with Shrek and Donkey's first haircut....however, my kids have a thing with poop. Sheesh! Yup, Poopageddon part 4 happened. Where did 3 go? Yeah, that happened shortly after Part Deuce I just didn't blog about it. Long story short. The dudes, in diapers, were playing in my room. I picked them up moved them to the living room. 30 minutes pass and I kept smelling something. I start going about my business and getting ready for my friend and her kids that are coming over. I keep smelling something. I don't know why, I look down and there is poop all over my shorts. GROSS! I go check the boys and sure enough there is poo oozing out of Shrek's diaper. He had even managed to scoot his butt across the floor and trail it around the room. Great. It was awesome. 
So, here we are today. 2 months have passed since any "incidents." I'm breathing a sigh of relief thinking that maybe we had gotten past this. I should know better. Shrek has had a nasty diaper rash so I have been letting him go bare butt for a little bit the past few nights before bed. Risky I know. I was going for it. Tonight Mr. Mayer, Diva and I had just sat down for dinner. I had fed the dudes earlier and were letting them play in the living room. I had taken my first bite when I glance over and see Shrek stand from a  crouching position and walk away from his ball popper. That's when I notice this smiling face 
Did this in my floor
Oh-em-gee! He just pooed in my floor! Ick! Mr. Mayer scoops up Shrek and runs a bath. I take poo clean up. At least I can say that the dogs were standing right there and didn't sample the goodies~ this time. 



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