Yes this is another poop story. Don't worry it wasn't as bad as the last time or is it that I'm in some sort of sick way getting used to it? Hmmm... Anyhow...I was doing dishes and I glanced over because Taylor was walking up to the gate to see me. She had a grossed out look on her face...and then so did I...she was holding her hand up in the air and it looked like it had been dipped in melted chocolate...only it wasn't chocolate. It was POOP. Gross. Least this time she didn't eat it...thank the Lord for that. :) So I glance over the scene and see a small amount of poop on the floor which she apparently tried to pick up only it was runny. The I look at Luke and he's got it coming out of the back of his diaper. I'm guessing he was laying down when it happened. So here we go.....choosing the lesser of two evils. Taylor most certainly will touch something soon. Luke will also get that poop on other things. Since Taylor was upset by her hand and she wanted me to pick her up...I grabbed her and took her to the bathroom to rinse and wash off her hand......she thought that was a lot of fun.....giggled. I walk back out to the living room to find Luke had backed up against both couches. Yo...well. Got everything cleaned up and reflected back.......with twins....I don't think there's always a right or wrong answer as far as what to do...they out number you...sometimes you just have to choose the lesser of two evils...when it comes to poop anyhow.
Luke and Taylor love, "Old McDonald has a farm..." They have a book, a little people barn and this see and say. Luke picks up the book and says, E-I-E-I......lol They also get super excited to hear the song as you can see here. They crack me up with their dancing. Taylor squats up and down and swings her arms and Luke sways and bounces. It's hilarious.
On another note. I thought this was neat. A few days ago we were outside with them and we live close to a small airport. 3 planes went by when we were out there. Luke was on my lap and I'd point up to show him the planes and say, "airplane." They have a book that has a picture of an airplane. Taylor repeats the word and points to it and when I say airplane or point to it....Luke points up. I thought at first it was a coincidence but it's not......he's done it ever since. I find it interesting that he's always looked up....up at the ceiling fan, the birds and clouds in the sky. He loves things up above. I wonder if that will carry throughout his childhood.