Remember this post? The post where I asked what was worse, cleaning up after animals or cleaning up after kids? Well after this weekend I think I am in a better position to determine the winner.
I babysat my sweet nephew Logan from Friday to Saturday. I LOVE babysitting this boy, he is just so sweet and will say the funniest things! My baby sis drove Logan to my pad and slept over too. If that isn't proof enough that I am her favorite sister, I don't know what is. I don't see her going to sleep over at Lindee's house, well at least voluntarily.
Because it was Friday the 13th, I thought it'd be great fun to watch a scary movie so that Alyse could have some sweet nightmares. So we did, we watched Kung Fu Panda. Very scary I know. I don't know about Alyse but I had nightmares of fat Pandas threatening to hug me to death! I'm still a little shaken.
So Saturday was very chill, just hangin out coloring and tryin to keep Logan from pulling the kitties' hair out. After Logan decorated my chairs, table and his clothes with green marker, I put him and Leeser down for a nap.
After about an hour or so I hear giggling coming from the hall. I walk around the corner and there's Logan with a huge smile on his face and no pants on his butt. You know I can't post about Logan without his pants off, so no surprise there. For example:
So he says to me:
So I ask him if he needs to go potty and he says,
"No I lost my poop"
He runs into the get ready room and I of course follow just knowing what he's going to do. I look behind his crib and there it is, a nice runny pile of kid poop on my carpet!
"Logan! We do not poop on the carpet!" He wanders into my bedroom and says,
"I found poop!"
And there it is, a well formed terd on my bedroom floor. Nice. Looks like he started in the bedroom and finished up in the get ready room. But how can you get mad at the boy when he says,
"I clean Kellah!" (That's how he pronounces my name, so funny!)
He offered to clean up his own poop. Awe that sweet kid, his mom taught him to be so polite!
So of course we go into the bathroom and clean up his butt and luckily I have some carpet cleaner so Logan and I cleaned up his poopy mess together.
By the way, where is Alyse during all this? Sitting on the couch continuing to watch TV. It's okay, she's the baby in the family. She's never had to lift a finger. Love you Leese!
So who is messier, pets or kids? I now know from experience that there is no difference. Dogs poop on the carpet, kids poop on the carpet. Dogs leave dirty paw prints on the floor, kids leave dirty paw prints on the windows. Dogs drool all over the couch, kids drool all over my pillow.
It's a tie.
1 year ago