Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Code Red
Yesterday morning, Hayden, Hannah and I were downstairs getting stuff ready for school. You know packing lunch, flash cards, book reading, piano practicing. It was surprisingly peaceful, because Hope was upstairs with Scott. Oops did I just say that? Well, it was, but not for long. When all of a sudden I hear Scott yell, "Heather CODE RED!" Of course I go flying up to see what the heck is going on. I find: Scott in the shower with soap and shampoo all over, and Hope, still in PJ's, no diaper and poop all over her hands and a neat little pile of poop on the floor. My immediate response? "That's not a code red that's a code BROWN!"
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9 comments:
haha, nice. code brown. we have lots of those around here, unfortunately.
That was too funny! We had a blowout here today as well, but thankfully most was contained in the diaper he still had on! Code brown. Perfect description! And too convenient that Scott was in the shower when it happened:)
oh boy... that's a little scary!!! i'm sorry! that girl needs to get potty trained pronto!!!
haha. Code Brown!!!! Code Red doesn't start for 10 years. Ewww. Did I really just say that?
On a Disney Cruise, they call it a "Code Winnie" and then they drain the pool.
Eek. Yuk. Good morning to you!
Code Browns - what a great way to start the day!
OH MY GOSH!! That is HYSTERICAL!
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