Shane said I’m wrong for writing about this here. And maybe I am. But, isn’t that what blogs are for?
Caleb made friends with the little boy across the street and asked if he could sleepover tonight. We’re really happy that Caleb has a friend to play with, so we said “Sure!”.
We fed them chicken nuggets for dinner and they played Wii and then they played in Caleb’s room. Shane and I started playing on the Wii when Caleb had some loose stools. I know. TMI. But, it’s important to the story. Believe me, it gets worse. Much worse.
Caleb’s friend was watching me play Wii while he waited for Caleb and Shane to finish up in the bathroom. I smelled something really bad. I asked him if he had gas. He kept saying that he didn’t.
Eventually, he confessed that he had some loose stools too and he had a little accident. So, we sent him home to get cleaned up. He came back, although in hindsight, I don’t know why we didn’t just make him go home for good.
We kept smelling the bad stuff though. The boys were both watching Shane and I play Wii, when Shane said “What’s that stuff on your leg?”
“Oh. That. That’s poop.”
That’s right. So, we sent him home for good at that point. And I am so upset at myself for not having a can of Lysol in the house. I scoured the house with baby wipes and cleaning wipes, looking for anything he might have contaminated and wiping everything I know he came in contact with. Unfortunately, I actually found some on Caleb’s carpet in his room.
If you’re horrified, imagine how I must be feeling!!! It’s MY house!!
Anyway, I think I’ll stop writing now and go get some Lysol…