Poop

It truly seems like all I do these days is deal with poop. The other day I counted nine poop encounters including the following:

4 changed diapers for Hank
1 poop in the potty for Tommy that he forgot to flush
1 poop in the pull-up for Tommy during "rest" time
1 poop in the underwear for Tommy at Wonderscope (throw aways)
1 poop by David (in the potty) that smelled up the whole upstairs
1 poop of my own (in the potty)

You can think of me the next time you poop.