Poopmaggedon at the playground...

  After school this morning, we met some friends for a playdate on the playground.  Sandra swung through the Wendy's drive thru, and brought chicken nuggets and fries for the kids, and salads for us.  The kids snacked and played while we chatted and ate.  Molly had been off by herself on the playground for a little while.  Lila had been playing with her, but she had returned to graze, leaving Molly by herself, and strangely quiet and still.  I knew that should have been a sign of trouble, but we didn't really realize that anything was wrong until it was too late.  Molly had a cosmetic bag out of Sandra's diaper bag that was full of ointments and such.  She had smeared Monistat all over her face.  At first, we thought this was the primary problem, that was, until we got close enough to be down wind.  Sandra quickly sniffed Jack's butt to make sure it wasn't her's, and sure enough, Molly turned around, and she had poop coming out of the top of her pants.  There was poop everywhere.  I wasn't sure whether I should be disgusted or impressed.  I grabbed her off the playground equipment, and brought her over to the table.  I stripped her from head to toe, and attempted a little disaster containment.  My poor daughter was butt naked, except for her proud smile as I attempted to clean her up. I could have used a garden hose, but there didn't seem to be one of those out on the playground. It took all of the wipes that both mommies had between us, a new pull up, a complete wardrobe change for her, and plenty of hand sanitizer for the adults involved.  We left with her clothes in a kids meal bag, and plans for a bath as soon as we got home.  Sometimes it amazes me completely how much poop can actually come out of those tiny people.  It is definitely time for some serious potty training.  That little girl poops as much as a grown up, so I think she needs to poop where the grown ups do :)