Nights in Rodanthe and ... a Milk Dud

Warning: This blog has the potential to TOTALLY gross you out!

So, if you are easily disgusted, just go ahead and click off of this blog.

Ok, now for my story...

Tonight, my mom came over and we decided to watch, "Nights in Rodanthe". I read the book last night, so I was anxious to watch the movie and let me assure you... they butchered it, as they usually do books that are transformed into movies. However, I still quite enjoyed it, but was it as good as the book? No. The movies never, ever are. Ever.

So, the kids were running around like wild banchees the whole time we were trying to enjoy the movie, so finally, I banished them to Emma's room.

This lead to wonderful silence with just the distant sounds of their playing.

Perfect.

Then, my sweet little morsel, Noah, ran -buck naked- into the living room. I love it! I love a cute little nakey butt running around. Nothing has the potential to make me smile like that does.

Noah has this thing about him... when he does something naughty, he loves to show it to you. Point it out. Tell you all about it. It's this little trait of his that makes it impossible to get mad at him when he is a naughty little fella.

I mean, look at this cuteness...

Could you ever, for any reason get mad at something that cute... especially when he's being that cute NAKED?? No way. No how.

So, when he darted over to me with a very serious look upon his face and handed me this...

I thought... why thank you sweet boy. However, his look was serious and he was grunting. I thought it was... a milk dud? A chocolate chip? Good thing I smelled it before I popped it into my mouth.

When I smelled it, he turned and pointed to the hallway outside of Emma's bedroom, and this is what I saw...

A big piece of POOP.

Oh my. My cute little nakey boy has pooped in the hallway.

But that wasn't it. And Noah is who told me this. Upon my seeing the poop in the hallway, his paci filled mouth started making very insistent grunts, his face became more serious, and he pointed very urgently towards Emma's room.

I thought... Oh My. Let me go see.

So, I followed him as he ran as fast as his chubby little legs would go straight into Emma's closet where I saw this...
Nice.

I guess he taught ME!

I don't care, I'll still let him run around naked, it's so stinkin (literally) cute!


Bless his sweet little heart.

I think he thought he might get a pop on the tushy for this, because all the while I was cleaning up his messy mess, he was hiding in Emma's playhouse tent, peeking out the door flaps watching me very cautiously.

I swear, he is so precious, I'd take 10 more just like him.... and 10 more of Emma too, for that matter. :)