Where da poop is?

Posted on Wed 03/10/10 in Fatherhood

We recently converted McKenzie’s crib into a bed, since she was climbing out of the crib. Surprisingly, she sleeps and naps in it without a fight. So, I am at the doctor getting my knee checked out when I receive the following text messages from my wife:

“I walked into McKenzie’s room when I heard singing from her room after nap time and found McKenzie rocking her life-sized ballerina doll in her rocking chair. The room smelled like poop, but there was no poop in her diaper. It was kinda funny because I asked her where she put the poop and asked her if she ate it. She said ‘yuck!’ and said she put it on the floor. She walked toward the bed and pointed behind it. She said ‘See Mommy — I don’t eat it — I put it on the floor.’”

The following day, she removed her diaper and dumped her poop in the toilet.

A case for Evolution.