One child pooped on the bathroom floor at daycare today. I guess he is getting closer to pooping in the potty, geographically speaking.
The other child puked on his plate at lunch. According to him, “I ate the beans, then the rolly-oli. Then I threw up, because I’m allergic to roll-oli.”
When I told the father of my children this story, he informed me he was probably allergic to ravioli as well. Didn’t know the men in my life suffered from this…
My day is coming to end as I listen to the hubs read fairy tales to the children. His old lady voice is spot on. Such a precious moment free of poop, puke, and rolly-oli to end this Monday.