Well, bonjour.

As I sit here eating my mediocre banana bread (someone please give me a new/better recipe!) and watching Gilmore Girls, I notice that the silence of nap time is no longer ... silent. I head upstairs and what do I find? Oh it's just Wyatt. He pooped on the floor. Gah. 

Now, I know, people do not want to hear about the bodily functions of anyone else and/or their children. I promise I won't take a picture of it, though. So that was fun. I don't know about you guys, but I love cleaning poop out of carpet. 

Someone needs to stick a cork in it. Just kidding. 

...kind of. 

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