Poop Incident: 2009

I am sure that every child has some memorable incident involving poop. I seem to remember some story about my cousin Jena eating a "raisin" that came out of her brother's diaper. There was the strawberry poop incident with Aidan, when he was about Rowan's age. Think monkey in a zoo. Rowan had his poop in the tub incident earlier this winter. But what I think made this one an incident that will stand out in my memory is the way I was told. I went to get Rowan up from his nap and saw he was standing and pointing at something. "Oh no" he says, "Mess." Then points again, "Uh oh, Kiki (blankie). Mess." Then I picked up the odor. Then noticed there was no diaper on my child. Then noticed the diaper, VERY full, sitting in the corner of the crib. In the other corner, another neat pile left, partially on Kiki. And some on Rowan's hands, feet, down his legs and in his hair. When the similar strawberry poop incident happened with Aidan, I believe I yelled. But the reaction on the part of my son was SO cute, I almost laughed. He just kept saying in this sad, sad voice, "Oh no, Kiki. Mess." One bath later, crib wiped down, a couple of books in the garbage, Kiki and sheets in the dryer, we are no worse off for it (except for enduring the smell). But now Rowan has his poop story.