So my/our lame gift to Amy for Mother's Day was a set of new silicone spatulas. RJ and I thought they were nifty while we were wandering around NEX. Amy agrees that they are nifty, and no spatula was utilized in any part of the following story...
So what happened that Amy earned her spatulas, you ask? Poop. Lot's of it. (Sorry, nothing else happened today that was worth talking about...I know, we're pretty boring sometimes.)
RJ has been holding back for the last couple days, and about 20 minutes into his nap this afternoon, the pressure became too great. Amy was busy with Ryleigh napping on her lap so she wasn't nearby. He jumped up out of bed crying for Mom, made it about half way across his room, and then, as Amy the crime scene investigator was able to determine, stopped to unleash a monster. Needless to say, there was a starting point and an ending point with a nice trail of evidence in between as he came out of his room, down the stairs, and into the living room.
Ryleigh's nap quickly ended and Operation OMG! began. As a result, RJ got an unscheduled shower and bath, the floor got a good scrubbing, and the air had to be freshened. The only good thing out of this fiasco--RJ felt much better!
Poor Amy!
-Jip
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Oh my, what a Mother's Day present! You're a good mama Amy =)
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