Poo Hands

This was my exact expression. (at least on the inside)

He was supposed to be napping. (Of course he wasn't, though.) Down came my little boy... holding his diaper, which was covered in poo. As were his hands, and legs, and arms and shirt... and... well, you get the idea. He was crying and seemed REALLY unhappy. How do you respond? Well, I did good, I think. With lots of, "it's okay! Let's go right up to the bath!". I smiled through a poo covered and tear filled hug. I wiped him down. (And myself! Ohhh, you didn't think I escaped un-poo-scathed did you!?) But, I didn't puke. It was a miracle. I don't think my boy was permanently scarred, AND, the silver lining...he was more interested in sitting on his potty later that day.

You can't really prepare yourself for times like that, though.