Poop!

We do not live in a poop free world. Poop is a necessary contamination that must be contained. Bryson feels otherwise. Note to self... babies must have diapers on at all times. The routine is this... eat, make a mess, plaster peaches and meatloaf in hair, through all remaining ingredients on floor, diaper off, straight to tub, splish splash. On a day such as this we had a 'blip' in the matrix that altered our routine. Not a big blip, just a simple 'wipe up a few chunks of peaches' before putting baby in tub. Well, diaperless Bryson couldn't resist this heavenly window of freedom and in less than 30 seconds proceeded to leave a walking trail of poo to Bowen's bedroom, on a few toys, and back to the kitchen to show me how happy he was about his accomplishment. Can you imagine the shock and horror of wondering all the places that fresh hidden feces could be? I was down on my hands and knees sniffin' (jk) and scrubbin' like there was no untouched surface. Our fabulous hunter green (yet with a hint of tiel) carpet hid everything. It was very scary. I'm sure to have recurring nightmares.