Poop and Pee and Changes of Clothes
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So I wake up this morning, like I do every morning: my wife's alarm clock going off and her hitting it like five times. I shrug it off, I was out late last night doing some FreedomSystem Business, after had being at a men's Bible Study at my church, Trinity Lutheran in Elkhart, IN. I got home around midnight and went to bed very shortly thereafter.
I digress.
So I am doing my morning precursory duties and my son Bradley decides to grace me with his presence and to give me a big ole hug. Normally this would have been fine; however, I think his mother was feeling generous last night and was willing to allow him to try to sleep without a pull-up on. UGH! Well there is a change of clothes for me know... The "Pee hug", is what I shall call it from here on out; while I love my son I can do without the "Pee Hug." Thanks Bradley Roland, Daddy loves you!
So naturally, I make Bradley get into the shower, to strip is bed and his clothes and to put them in the laundry! I mean, I got this, I am a work from home Daddy, and this is nothing! Get the shower going, the wash is going, and of course I changed my clothes (also put in the wash), and of course Addison, my 2 year old daughter starts hollering my name from her room!
"Daddy... Daaaaaaa-Daaaaaaa!" So of course this is nothing new. This is her normal let me out of bed holler. I open the door, and BAM! hit like a ton of bricks is the smell of poop. Well, so much for getting to work early - I work 150 feet from bed - not that big of a deal.
Onward...
I ask Addi if she is poopy - "Nope!" Uh-huh, we've been down that road before, Addison! So like any phenomenal father, like I am, I pick her up and give her a big hug! Whew! She had some stank on her! I put her on the floor to get her ready to change her and she starts screaming bloody murder. It didn't take me long to realize what was going on. Poop on my sleeve. Ugh! Remember the sleeve I had just changed.
We had a blow-out situation.
Addison, in case this blog is still out there when you are old enough to read, this is not meant to be anything more than a humorous story, and I love you very much!
I mean poop was everywhere! Well; apparently it was my fault that the poop got everywhere. Because when I picked her up to give her a hug, it was squeezed right out of the diaper, onto my arm and sleeve, and all the way up her back. Being a Dad is the best thing I have ever experienced in my life, it really truly is!
So needless to say it has been a very fun morning here at the Holmes House.
Until next time:
PEACE
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