A Little Chaos Theory

I shouldn’t laugh about this but every time I think of it I find myself chuckling again.  Since today is my birthday I figure that I’m able to get away with things right now that I wouldn’t get away with otherwise. 

Last night I had helped Roegen take off his shirt and pants because it was close to bedtime.  I was then helping Jude clip his toenails (i.e. cutting them with all the drama that can ensue) and heard a LOUD fart - Roegen had pulled his diaper off and stuck his bottom in the air.

I asked Roegen if he needed to go potty, he said "yes" and ran across the house.  I told Scott that he needed to follow up.

Shortly afterward, the toenails were clipped.  At which time Scott informed me that Roegen was saying "no Daddy, no Daddy.  I want Mommy."

So, I joined Roegen in the bathroom.  He looked at me with a very concerned expression on his face and said "Mommy, I poop in the kitchen."

I called into the other room to Scott "Roegen says he pooped in the kitchen, but I bet he has his words confused."

There was a brief pause, followed by the words "He’s not confused.  He did poop in the kitchen.  And I just stepped in it!!"

Like I said, I know I shouldn’t laugh.  But I am.