We went to stay for two days at a beach cabin and, as I posted on Facebook that same day we arrived, "I think we found Heaven".
I had to make a little joke about that thought the next day... while the environment was serene and awe-inspiring, we had a rough and tumble adventure. Absolutely memory building and bonding as a family though. I told Sergio that God must have decided to remind me that I was wrong- we weren't anywhere near the beauty of Heaven!
The first night was rough due to the fact that Kekito was on the tail end of a stomach bug, and I am forgetful when things don't follow routine. Long story shorter: we moved bath time to just after beach time; which was too far before bed time for a diaper. See where we are headed? Yeah... that's right, I put Kekito to bed with out a diaper while he was having diarrhea struggles.
We had slept for maybe an hour before we woke up to screaming from the other room. I jumped up panicked to find that Kekito had locked him self in the other room and there was a FOUL odor creeping straight through the door. His screaming continued, Danny's screaming began, and I continued to fight my urge to scream. After trying everything I could find to get the door open, I was for once grateful not to have a mailbox anywhere near my house. It was the mailbox key which finally opened the lock.
There it was. The horror. Sigh... if I were him, I'd have screamed bloody murder too! Poor boy was covered in diarrhea. It was all over his feet, the floor, his bed & back, and even his hair. What a horrible way to wake up. Especially when you are groggy and disoriented in the middle of the night. Yes, I think his reaction was absolutely justified.
I'll cover the second night of events in a second post to follow!