**WARNING** Not for the faint of heart

This was one rough day. Kiera spent her entire "nap time", either crying for me to come back and get her out of the prison that I had put her in.....trust me, that is what she would say if she could speak full sentences....or playing in her crib. After about 2 hours of listening to her cry and play she finally got quiet. Whew! Finally.....or so I thought, 10 minutes later she was back to her coo'ing and playing. I figured, oh well, I will just go and get her and we will just play together. So, I roll into the room and see on the floor all of her clothes....okay, she has been trying to do master taking off clothes and put them on, no biggie. Then I saw the diaper. Okay, no biggie again....When I was a wee little one, I was known to take of my diaper from time to time. I like to think that I was a free spirit.....hee hee. Then - I saw it. **Insert Psycho shower scene music here** POOP all over her and her bed! After I took a moment to gather myself, take a deep breath, mini-vomit into my mouth, I stepped over to her crib. There was a large chunk of poop and then all the rest of the poop smears were her PLAYING with her poop like it was finger paint. *gag* Needless to say, that girl was instantly in bath city! I don't think that I have ever scrubbed her more than I had scrubbed her that day. And as for the sheet, yeah, it is now in a dump somewhere fading into the circle of life.

Enjoy the "finger paintings" Kiera did for us!