A big uh-oh here.
Kenna can now get out of her onesies. Heaven help us all!
During a particularly good "Room Time" for Kenna (so I thought), we were making great progress on our Language Arts writing assignments. Tobin was having a reasonably good time comparing and contrasting Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker, and Charis was actually happily writing a story based on a Story Starter picture prompt. (A happily writing Charis is a rare creature!)
So I should have suspected something was amiss when an hour had gone by and Kenna was still not fussing to get out of her room. I had Arden go ahead and let her out, and soon we saw her at the top of the stairs, with her onesie unsnapped...and her bare naked bottom hanging out. This might have been cute but for the odor which wafted all the way to the dining room.
Yup. She had pooped. And un-diapered herself. I dreaded what I might find in her room, but thank the good Lord she hadn't yet made it around to creating any artwork with her feces. There WAS a pile of solid poop on the bedspread of the twin bed in her room, which cleaned up easily. Whew!
With our morning school session officially over, Kenna enjoyed a morning bath.