Oh the joys of poo

Bray started making noises this morning at 7:30. Mike had already left for church (meetings) so I laid in bed for a few minutes listening to him talk to himself in his crib. When his "talking" became more "yelling" I got up and found his bed soaked. YIPPEE! Motherhood is so enjoyable. So I took care of the bedding and the baby and the poo. Then, during breakfast, Anna said, "Oh dang it!". I asked an inquiring "What?" and she answered with "I just peed my pants." I was annoyed because I had just cleaned the poo and pee upstairs, so I asked the stupid question "Why'd you do that?". Hello? Why does anyone pee their pants? On purpose? I think not. So I sent her running to the bathroom. Low and behold not had she only peed but she had also pooed. Is there something in the water this lovely Sabbath morning? I felt bad for the little squirt. She had a fever all night last night. I got up about three times just to check her temp. It kept hovering at about 102. I suspect the pee/poo of the morning must have something to do with the fever. So we took care of that, got the laundry started, and all seems well now. Needless to say, we will not be going to church today. I'm still sitting here in my lovely nightgown (yes I own a nightgown) and my hair is as big as the state of Texas. We'll see if I get that longed for shower today. Oh well. I love my kids, so that's what matters.