What a Poopy Day

I have changed eight poopy diapers today. That was after the first one Kris changed before he left for work. After poopy diaper number 6, I left Luke bare-butt because I was about to put him in the shower with me. I left him for two minutes to check my email when he started saying, "Whas dat? Whas dat? Whas dat?" I turned around to see him pointing to the floor at what would technically up the number of poopy diapers to 10. Just minus the diaper. Nice. At least it was on the tile.