Poop epidemic

For those with weak stomachs, don't continue reading. Though I'm sure it can be said a girl could do this too, I don't know of any...

If there is poop in our yard, inevitably Kai will find it. He will step in it. He will feel the texture between his fingers. And then, and only then, will he stop, point, and call for one of us to come scoop it up.

Not only that, but the last 2 mornings Kai has greeted first Ryan, then me, with wide open hands full of poop when we got him out of his crib. Yup.

And...in case that wasn't enough...he took off his diaper at Grammy's house last night and pooped on the hot tub cover. Ah Uh.

Oh yea, this is also the same kid that has pooped in the tub. Not once. Not twice. Nope. But a total of 4 times. Yea.

AND the other day while I was on the phone he wanted until I cleaned up his already poopy diaper and left him alone for 30 seconds while I grabbed another diaper. Yup, he waited for that moment to poop AGAIN. On his floor. No, not just the floor, but the brand new carpet. The best part? I was still on the phone, managed to get it cleaned up and chased him in to the tub without letting on to the person I was speaking with on the phone that anything was out of the ordinary. Why? Because let's face it. Around here, that is ordinary :)

Oh boys. And yes, despite my sarcasm, a little poop can't scare this mama away :) These stories actually make me smile...though it is something we need to work on ;)