My Belly Button Hurts

We started off the week with a bang. Literally an explosion from Johanna's mouth. On Sunday night, I heard a noise coming from our staircase and I turned on the light and peeked around the corner to find Johanna standing there after she had already been put to bed. She told me her "belly button hurt" and the next thing I know....yuk! You can just imagine. Being that she was on the stairs it also had a nice showering affect down through the railing and onto the carpet below in the living room, along with covering many stairs. I rushed her up to the bathroom at the top of the stairs. We still did not have time to get the seat up and get her properly positioned before it happened again, but finally before she did it a third time, we managed to get her over the toilet. Needless to say, she was a little shaken up and had left quite a mess of herself and the house. I was also thinking this was really the first time in three years this has happened to her, and I'm sure she was wondering what the heck was going on! I took her and put her in the tub and washed her off. As I was drying her off, she asked me, with a tear in her eye, what we were going to do about the stairs. I told her not to worry that Dad was cleaning it up. I dried her hair, put on warm pj's and tucked her back into bed. Then I joined Dad for the rest of the clean-up. Ah, the joys of parenthood.