Epic

Introducing... the face of an angel-- not.

 Kean may look all innocent and sweet as pie but this morning he was quite the opposite.

Reese came screaming into my room a little before seven bellowing Emergency!  Emergency!

Evidently, our darling boy had done a little exploring in his diaper- a diaper that was more than

filled to the brim with -- need I explain more?

I'll just say his room smelled like there was a cadaver in the crib with him.

 By the time I got in there, he had poop smeared all over his hair, his face, and arms-- oh and don't forget the crib.

With Reese as my trusty assistant and expert garbage bag holder at my side, we got to work.

But here's the hideous part;  barely into the cleaning, I had one hand holding his legs up, and reached

for more wipes with the other.  In that fraction of a split second, the boy pulled the diaper out from under

him and promptly dropped it on his face.

And let me tell you, it was a diaper of colossal proportions.

He had eaten all of us under the table last night at Elly's- and there it all was in that glorious diaper..

(yes, this is all her fault)!

I can't begin to find the words to describe how disgusting

this experience was-- on the scale of epic, it was beyond epic..

One of those moments as a mother where you remind yourself that yes, you really are living the life!

Several loads of laundry later (and at least half a day of my house smelling like poop mixed with Lysol)...

we are back to normal.

Well, kind of.

Kean wouldn't eat more than a bite of dinner.

And here I thought I was the one traumatized!

By the way, it was no ordinary dinner-- it was fabulous.

Grace Gwinn (with her mom Carmen)

had to do a 4 hour service project for 7th grade.

She chose to make dinner for our family!!!

Homemade lasagna, an incredible fruit salad and a lemon pie...

a wonderful ending to a not so great start of a day.

Kean will get a second try at tonight's dinner.

Ymmmm... leftovers tomorrow!