Ewww. Don't touch that.

Here's a funny little story that happened to me and Leah the other day.

I took her to Petsmart after I dropped Logan off at work because she was whining in the car and I thought it would cheer her up. I noticed when we got out of the car that her shorts were wet in the front but I thought it might just be from the water she was drinking in the car.

As we got inside the store, I didn't pay much more attention to her bottom because I was on the phone with my mom (bad mom I know). Then we went down the fish aisle, and she had bent over to play with something. I went over to see what it was, and it was two little balls of poop.

I said, "Ewww. Don't touch that. It could be dog poop." I then took her over to sanitize both of our hands and see the kitties. When we were in there with the cats, (I was off the phone by now) Leah said she had some "ick" meaning poop in her diaper. I went to check it and one of her diaper tabs had come off and her poop had escaped through the side. I laughed and cringed to think that we had been looking at her own poop over in the fish aisle. Luckily it was only a little bit and I took her straight to the car for a change.

No wonder her pants were wet. The diaper wasn't catching anything. I guess it will teach me to pay more attention while I'm on the phone and in the pet store.

P.S. the reason why this post is formatted over a bit is because I took it from a instant chat message that I had with Logan. I can't figure out how to make it go back to the left side.