This will be a post that discusses poo (as discretely as I can, I hope), so if you are squeamish at the idea of it, avert your eyes and read something else.  If it doesn’t phase you, then read on.  🙂

Yesterday at daycare, the Kiddo had a #2 accident.  Sometimes she doesn’t tell anyone when she’s done this, so unless the teachers are instantly aware of what happened, minutes can pass before it is discovered.  That was the case yesterday, they did not notice right away nor did she say anything to them that she’d had an accident.

Well, some if it fell out and messed her shoes.  She really only has one other pair of shoes she can wear to school right now that fit since sandals are not allowed for safety reasons, and since we are trying to watch our money, I really don’t want to have to go buy another pair of shoes right now.  These were $16 so there is no way I’m just going to toss them out if they can be saved!

When we got home, I opened the baggie that her soiled underpants, shorts, socks and shoes were in and discovered they had not discarded the, um, leavings, but had left it in her underpants. (Thanks very much, by the way.  It’s already a load of fun having to wash these soiled garments, much less have to also discard the lumps of waste you people can’t seem to handle doing while you’re changing my daughter!) Yeah, gross.

So I scrub away the ick on her clothes and set them soaking and turn to the shoes.  One of them is hardly touched at all, maybe an itty bitty speck if anything, so I set that one aside.  I look at the other, and it took the brunt of the accident, but still wasn’t realy that bad – it was all on the outside of the shoe.  So I got out an old toothbrush I use exclusively for cleaning icky things, lathered it up with soap, and scrubbed away.  Then I rinsed off the shoe, and decided now that this one was less dirty looking, that the other shoe may as well get scrubbed, too.  I cleaned it and then set them both outside on the back porch to sit in the sun all day today to dry and air out.

When I get home later today, if they are dry (which they should be, since it is still supposed to get to the mid 90s today), I will inspect them and give them a sniff test, and if they pass, then she’ll be wearing them to school again next week.  If not, then I may have to admit defeat and probably visit a thrift store to get her another pair of cheap shoes until she can grow into the other two brand new pairs that are just sitting and waiting for her feet to fit them.