That's what Riley yells up to me while I am doing my hair after my shower this morning. SO I am thinking the worst- literally everywhere. So I come down and see her in her playpen....sitting there with poop all over her hands, her shirt, her socks, her legs, and a little on her face. Not all that much on the actual playpen. SO I take her upstairs and get her in the tub and cleaned up....then someone is knocking on the door. I tell Riley go ahead and answer it, it's just the mailman with a package. He refuses to open the darn door. So I rush to throw on pants, not even having time to zip them, wrap Lily in a towel, answer the door (with half my hair pinned up from drying it). He hands me a couple packages and I just toss them on the floor, as I have no hands to hold them, lol. Once Lily was dressed she stayed in her crib across from the bathroom until I finished my hair and got the playpen clean. Ugh what a day!
