The Complaint Department

Oh, Fabulous Day.

By The Boss ⋅ July 9, 2009 ⋅  Email This Post ⋅  Print This Post ⋅ Post a comment

This morning I sat on the couch, trying to rest my back and writing in my notebook. I told myself I would finish writing and jump in the shower before Zoe awoke from her nap. Then I proceeded in my Brandice ways and called Laura. Completely disregarding the plan I had just made in my head.

I asked Laura if I could borrow a book I saw once while rummaging secretly through her bookshelves. Well, it’s really wasn’t a secret, she always catches me. But I like to humor myself.

While I was talking to Laura, I could hear Zoe talking to herself in her crib. I told myself I still had plenty of time to get off the phone and jump in the shower. Then, of course, I got another call. I answered, talked for a minute, and finally decided it was time to get that shower out of the way.

When I walked out of the bathroom, Zoe was no longer talking in her sweet Zoe voice, but was screaming at the top of her lungs. I wondered what had made her so mad, and then thought she must have just lost her temper because I wasn’t right there to pick her up when she wanted to be picked up.

I opened the bedroom door and was slapped in the face with the smell of poop. Ahhhh…that’s what made her mad. I walked over to her crib to pick her up, and she had some how managed to poop outside of her diaper, without taking her diaper off. She had gotten poop everywhere in her crib and also played in it.

So glad I went ahead and got that shower out of the way.

Now, she’s had a bath, and I smell like poop. This day is going to be fabulous.

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