I long for fall weather – turning leaves, wet smells, sweaters, jeans, and shoes with socks. I love fall.
So to beat the heat we filled up the small pool on the deck and let the Princess play. My great husband got in the pool with her to give me a much needed break. He played for about 30 minutes when he yelled at me to come.
Once the water around them began getting cloudy he started to get suspicious but when the Princess stood up and he saw brown dripping water he knew. She pooped in her swim diaper and it was bad! I ran to them, since he sounded so urgent. (He does not do well with poop related issues.) I grabbed the scissors and cut the swim diaper off her. (This is the easiest way. Pulling it off makes the most terrible mess.) I said to her again, “Please tell us when you have to go poop, it will make it so much easier.” I don’t think she cared.