The One with the "Raisin"...

Isabella was slightly obsessed with raisins yesterday. She wanted them for every snack--she ate countless bowls of them. Which, as a mom, made me happy that she wanted a healthy snack rather than a bunch of crap {fruit snacks, cookies, ice cream cones...}.

After a round of diaper changing the girls I came and sat down in the living room. It was almost naptime and I was enjoying the quietness of the girls winding down from a morning full of playing.

It was then that Isabella walked up to me.

"Mommy? 'Sat? 'Sat?"

I looked up and saw her with her finger outstretched and what looked like a raisin.

I almost answered her--almost reassured her that she had found a raisin.

I then had a flashback to all of the poop blog posts that I read last week.

I pulled her finger closer for inspection.

Totally not a raisin...

And this, friends?

Was yet another story of a little poop ball that had escaped during diaper change.

Disclaimer: I've never had so many runaways. I'm not sure what's going on...but whatever it is? It needs to stop. Immediately.