Nate and I throw dirty clothes and towels that we use on the main level onto the landing of the stairs leading to the basement. The laundry room is down there and so it makes it easy to pick them all up and take them down at once.
Well, this afternoon I decided to throw in a load of laundry. I started sorting the clothes that were on the landing. As I moved some clothes into the "dark's" pile, I came across what appeared to be a piece of poop. Not knowing how in the hell poop got in the dirty clothes, my mind began to race. Did Riley have an accident and not tell me, just throw her underwear and all down here? No, not even a pair of panties.... Could a dog or cat somehow have found their way into the house while I was in the garage cleaning out my car? I accidentally left the door open a little... Could it be chocolate? I grabbed one of the dirty kitchen towels and picked up the poop. Took a little whiff... It WASN'T chocolate. My mind began to race again. Why would Jori's poop be down here? How would it have gotten out of her diaper?
Then it dawned on me... When I changed Jori as I was getting her dressed, there was a little poop on her bum. I hadn't noticed she was poopy before changing her, so I checked her diaper and there was just a little skid mark. Not thinking any more about it, I put her diaper on and got her dressed. Well... the poop must have rolled out of her diaper when I took it off and into her pajamas. Then when I tossed them onto the landing it must have rolled out to surprise me.
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