Deal with Shit

Our morning started with "Dealing with Shit" today. Arnold pooped on the carpet in the master bedroom after I took off his diaper this morning. There were 3 piles of poop near the bathroom door. I started to scream and call Biajee. He was still half asleep when he got there so he almost stepped onto one pile.

Fortunately these are high quality and high density stool so it wasn't that hard to pick them up and remove them. Biajee used the carpet stain remover to clean the carpet and now it's spotless. Arnold doesn't want to poop in the diaper these days, but he doesn't want to poop in his little toilet either. As a matter of fact, he's never used his little toilets yet. Maybe his younger sibling will be potty trained earlier than him.

Amazingly, Biajee still looks at his son with love, care, proud and an addicted smile as Arnold is the only thing worthy of his love in this world. He would soothe to Arnold's every need, be dragged up and downstairs by that little brat without any complaints. Had Arnold been a little girl, he would definitely be Biajee's mistress.