What a pile of s**t!

Maybe I just have a really juvenile sense of humour, but I couldn’t stop laughing about this the other day. I was changing Lucia’s nappy when she wriggled free and ran off down the hallway, butt-naked, and laughing like a loon. A few seconds later the giggling stopped, and I heard a desperate cry. Thinking she’d hurt herself, I leaped up, and ran to her room. As I reached the doorway I saw her pointing at something, with real tears pouring down her cheeks. I rounded the corner, and found what had scared her so badly. Lying on the floor was a rather impressive number two. I’m not exactly sure why the sight of it was upsetting her so much. Maybe she was embarrassed at her little toilet mishap, or perhaps she thought someone else had snuck into her room and left it there… All I could get out of her was a tearful ‘Uh Oh!’. Thank goodness for bleach, and wooden floorboards!