Tuesdays are my "easy" days- Well at least they are supposed to be...They are just me & Pip days & usually involve at least one doc appointment but for the most part are relaxing compared to when a busy toddler is around...


I had just gotten Noal out the door for daycare, had brewed up a nice hot coffee & was about to catch up on some Ellen when I smelt something a little funny...


Looking over at Pippy happily jumping away in her exersaucer, I thought it couldn't possibly be her & blamed it on a dog fart instead...The smell lingered longer than Deacon's typical bombs so I regrettably put my hot coffee down & went over to a lovely early morning surprise...


Pip was up to her neck in crap - Literally...


As I screamed in disgust, debating my plan of attack, I knew I had to act fast as each jump caused a most disgusting result...


It was a cut the sleeper, hold back gagging, get her the hell out of it, hold back gagging, wash any & everything, hold back gagging kinda morning & she seemed to love it...

~Jumping in crap didn't even seem to phase her~

~Getting in the bath upset her more than anything~
~For half a minute & then she was as happy as can be~
~Loving bath time without her brother bugging ~
~Seems like she is plotting when her next explosion will be~
~This is her new wide mouth smile - I'm obsessed with it~

Love that she smiles through all the crap life throws at her...Literally...



She always "Chooses to Shine"...Who knew a crap of a day would hold a life lesson? Don't always blame the dog...