See T's
nice,
clean hands? Well, they certainly weren't this clean all day. Humor me for a minute and read my story...

...T squirms, a lot, when getting his diaper changed. And sometimes he manages to get away while in between diapers. Well, today was one of those days, and so I (
like I often do) thought, what the heck, I'll let him run around with no diaper for a few minutes. So I was straightening up the living room and he ran into the kitchen. Not more then 30 seconds later, he came sprinting, back into the living room, he came right up to me holding his hands out, crying,
totally mortified...with
poop covered all over
both hands. (Ahhhh) I felt so bad for him that he was so scared, that I picked him right up without thinking and got poop all over my shirt (ahhhhh!). So we went straight to the bathtub.
Poor kid.
He's so clean. He hates anything touching his hands. (stickers, sand, he hates it when marker gets on his hands...etc.) So this was really traumatic for him. I felt so bad.
Don't worry, the whole day wasn't ruined. After a bath and
lots & lots of scrubbing his hands. He was introduced to one of me and Sam's favorite snacks...

yummmmm,
milk and graham crackers. (he loved it...course does anyone not?)