This evening started off as any normal evening. Pick Lauryn up from daycare, come home and feed her.
After she ate (or didn't really eat...) we went in the living room to play. She got mad at something, threw her milk cup and the lid popped off. Nice. I had to whip out the carpet cleaner and a towel and scrub the floor. Apparently, it was funny. Lauryn laughed as I scrubbed her spill out of the carpet.
About 30 minutes later, I smelled a dirty diaper. I told her "Let's change your diaper". She plops down on the rug and poop comes squirting out the side of her diaper. I didn't see this happen, however. I preceeded to grab her legs and playfully pull her toward me...dragging her through her poop in the process. Nice. I, once again, whipped out that trusty carpet cleaner and scrubbed scrubbed away.
About 30 minutes after that, Lauryn started making a silly cough sound. I jokingly asked her "Are you fake coughing?". No sooner do I get those words out and a small amount of vomit escaped her mouth. She stood up as I went to wipe it off and she lost it. All of her dinner (probably some lunch too) and milk. Nice. AGAIN...I got out the carpet cleaner and scrubbed a much larger area of carpet. This time, she liked me spraying the carpet cleaner and decided to step where I was cleaning.
I have, literally, been using the carpet cleaner for 2 hours tonight. I'm going to go fold the laundry and go to bed now. Without the carpet cleaner.
Goodnight.
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