So today, we went to tour a potential new preschool. We couldn't have been more happy with the grounds, classrooms and staff.
As we were wrapping up our conversation outside, I noticed B had shoved his hand down the back of his diaper. On Mom instinct, I pulled it out to keep us looking like that trashy family whose kids walk around with their hands in their pants. When I yanked out his hand, he yanked out a surprise of his own. Without missing a beat, Jeff saw what was going down and walked our boy, his handful of poop and the shirt he immediately wiped it on out to the car while I finished sucking up to the preschool director.
Do you think we got in?
UPDATE: Wednesday 12:30 p.m.
We got in!!!