i tell M that there are certain moments in my life when i know i need to blog. those are the times when i am so completely caught off guard by something one or more of my children is doing that i'm rendered speechless.
so that happened to me today but even as i write this i'm not sure if it's appropriate to tell you.
is there anything that's too gross for a blog? it's my blog, right?
i'll start typing and see how it feels.
yesterday i was changing K's diaper and he was being silly. "i touch it, mommy! i touch it!!" this is a game he plays that he finds incredibly entertaining. he pretends to try to touch the nastiness while i scramble to change the dirty pants as fast as i can.
i was playing along, as i always do. "oh no! oh no! don't touch it! dirty!" but i admit i was maybe laughing a teeny weeny bit.
the diaper was mostly changed and it was then that let my guard down, glancing briefly to the side for some reason that i can't remember anymore.
and that's when he did it. he landed a finger in the poop.
for a split second our eyes met. i froze, unsure what to do. he paused too, shocked at his success but with a look of sheer delight in his eyes.
and then he popped his finger into his mouth and licked it off.