My mo-ren moment of the day:
Riggs has lately been eating a lot of those mum-mum rice husks – he LOVES them. But I think that those, in combination with some puffs, in combination with a lack of desire to eat things that he cannot pick up himself, has led to a little bit of a pooping problem. Or lack thereof, actually.
So last night I gave the boy some prunes. And he LOVED them, maybe more than any pureed baby food he’s ever eaten.
And today I paid the price.
That boy pooped 4 times today. The last one occurred during dinnertime, so I took him and Emmy back to their room, changed Riggs’ diaper, and decided to let him air out while I got Em ready for bed.
As I’m dealing with a hysterical Emmett (a nightly occurrence when trying to put on pjs), I see Riggs playing with …something. Something brown. And squishy.
Oh yes. Yes, it was poop.
He pooped on the carpet, and then was PLAYING ALL IN IT. I BELIEVE I EVEN SAW HIM STICK A HAND IN HIS MOUTH before I could stash Emmett in his crib (because you know that Emmett would have been right up in there if given a chance).
And that, my friends, was the icing on the cupcake that was my day.
Note to self: replace carpet ASAP. I wish I could say that this was the first pooping incident to occur in that exact same spot. Alas, that would not be accurate.
Aren’t you glad I didn’t have accompanying pictures? You’re welcome.