Diaper Stories: The Floating Log

I must change at least 10-15 diapers with bowel movements a week. It get's old very, very fast. So with my twins, we've started potty training. Nothing rigorous, but I'm trying to get them to understand the feeling of needing to go. We get at least 3 out of five bowel movements into the toilet now, with no issue. They wave bye bye to the mess, wash their hands, and then get a treat. It's all very nice, simple, and a whole lot neater.

Unfortunately, there are those times where the cues just don't happen, or I don't understand what they are saying. They are still pretty young, and shaking their head no is easier then trying to remember how to shake their head yes.

So one night, I'm sitting in the kids bathroom, and all three are in the tub playing. Elizabeth whines a little, and I ask her if she needs to go poo poo. She shakes her head no, and goes back to playing. My attention goes over to William who is now laying on his belly blowing raspberry's into the water. He's ten months old, and is confidant of the fact that he can swim like a pro. I'm not.

I hear a grunt.

I look back over at Elizabeth and she's grinning. Around her body floats the little log.

I scream and grab the kids out of the bath tub. (We've been through a urinary tract infection with one of the kids before. The procedures they have to go through as babies are super scary). I towel them off, and then carry them to my bathroom where we shower off in my shower, and then start all over in the tub. My husband isn't home, so I'm trying to figure out what exactly needs to happen to get the poop out.

I won't go into details there, but don't worry. Every single one of those toys got super sanitized.

Finally I got everything cleaned up. We haven't really figured out how to solve that problem, other than I'm making sure I ask them more questions they can answer yes to. So we can practice the right nod.