Poop on your watch

A funny story to share...

Last night we were playing with the kids in our "rumpus room" which is a large playroom downstairs. Jon had been playing with all three kids (which means he was playing with the older two while Carson watched in the Jumperoo) while I took a much needed warm soak in the tub. I came down to join in on the fun after my bath and was holding Carson while the older two were tackling daddy. After a few minutes of holding the baby I started to smell his stinky diaper, checked, and sure enough, he took care of lots of his business! I made the comment to Jon, "why does he always poop on your watch"?! Addie stopped playing, walked over to Jon and lifted up his shirt sleeve. He said, "Addie what are you doing?" and she replied, "I want to see the poop on your watch." It was hilarious. We spent the next few minutes trying to explain to her that Carson didn't literally poop on his watch, but to no avail. Ahhh, the simplicity of the toddler mind!