The second I step inside this morning (just got back from the gym) Lou goes:
Mooooom, can you wipe Ellie's butt?!? She has poop in her pants, I can smell the poop in the my nose!
So could I, and quickly proceeded to change the diaper. Lou was watching over my shoulder, equally disgusted and intrigued.
"She always takes poops in the morning.... So much shit!"
This was true, and I didn't reprimand her language.
There was a lot of shit.
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