It started off nice, we ate dinner, got laced up and began our jaunt. About a block from home, O says she has to go to the bathroom. So we turn around and start walking back home. Then she says that she has to go poo really, really bad. Teddy picks her up to carry her home but she is not having it, so I try to carry her but I still have a hard time after the old elbow injury. So I put her down an we start running back....that backfired....we got to the driveway and she stops, screams, and starts to cry.
I pick her up, the crying stops, unlock the front door and then put her down to walk to bathroom. What happens next is so horrible....she takes a few steps, stops, looks at me and screams bloody murder....then I hear it....that moment when you know someone pooped their pants and they know you know is pretty weird. So I pick her up again and run to the bathroom where I attempt to help her pull down her pants to sit on the potty. That was successful, but then she sees that she has had an accident and all he'll breaks loose!!!!
She starts yelling at me, throwing punches at me...then she kicks her legs, which still had the dirty underwear because I was dogging fists and couldn't get them off in time.
Now the floor, walls, and yes me are covered in poo...
Happy Halloween everyone....