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.
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