It happened...

You know those things that you hope your child never does? Those things you hear other mothers tell you that just make you cringe? Well, one of those happened this morning. I was lying on the floor in William's room while he played with some toys nearby. He gets up before 6 every day, so I try to feed him some food and then take a little nap while he plays until it is a more reasonable hour (like 6:30 :) ). Anyway, in my half-asleep state I hear him start spitting. He has started to spit when he doesn't like something or when I tell him something is yucky. So, I get up and go try to figure out what he is spitting out. No, it wasn't dirt. He has eaten that many times already (including twice yesterday). It had this orange-brown color to it and it didn't take me long to figure out what it was once I smelled it. He had somehow gotten some of his poop from the back of his diaper that he had just filled to overflowing. I said loudly "Oh no!" and that brought Jason from the other room to help clean up the little stinker. We changed the diaper, gave him a bath and got him back to our nice-smelling little boy, but I still just cringe when I think about it. I don't know if I'll feel okay sharing a spoon with him for the next little while. Good thing it was yesterday that he used my toothbrush and not later today!