There is nothing like being awakened from a deep sleep late at night by your young child who needs to go to the bathroom. I, of course, in a drowsy state, just told her to go. She did go, but had a few issues...... She hollers for me; I holler at her dad since he was still awake in the other room....this next part is classic.
Dad goes to the bathroom door, looks in briefly but does not enter the battle zone, and then turns to me and says, "This is going to require you."
I get up, still half asleep, and was quickly brought to full awake when I see piles of poop in my bathroom floor. Bless her heart, she tried to make it, and she was sitting on the toilet. There was poop everywhere, and there was a lot of it!
After much time cleaning her, the toilet, her pajamas, and of course the floor, I went back to bed. Brad brought supplies to the door, talked about the awful smell, and lit a candle in our room. What a trooper!
