Escape Artists

I have not one but two escape artist that roam my home.  These two are mischievous, relentless, and conniving.

Presley and Ashton love to escape from their fortress of sleep.  Their crib.  They love to do it when I lay them down for their nap.  Sure they lay down fairly easy and look so cute and sleepy.  Once I close their door I excitedly flop on the couch, and turn on last nights favorite show that I missed...due to the escape of last night.  A few minutes after my show has started I hear laughter, banging, and crying.  Oye...I walk back to their room and there are Presley and Ashton pulling all their clothes out of their dresser and fighting over the pumpkin pj top.  Keegan is meanwhile standing up in his crib laughing at the two goobers.  After about 30 minutes of laying them back down they finally give up and fall asleep.

This same exact thing happens every night.  Presley gives up pretty easy though due to extreme tiredness.

I usually leave their bedroom door cracked at night now.  Why?

For ASHTON who will get up during the night or early morning hours.  Instead of him waking the others up he can tiptoe into our room.  Come to me with his two bears and wake me up.  He usually climbs in bed with me and wiggles and wallows until we are both wide awake!

Oh what to do.  Soon it will be three.

Case of the missing poo

Yesterday I was cleaning up the kitchen as I do a million times a day.  Ashton walks in saying "diapa?".  I look down, to my surprise he is diaperless.  This happens often so I wasn't too surprised.  I rushed to the playroom to find his diaper before he does his business on the floor.  To my horror I find his diaper hidden...with poo residue on it.  Then I see his hiney...poo residue.  But I can not find the poo!

I search the playroom over!  Looking in toys, behind toys, under toys, in cracks (no pun intended).  Nothing, no smell no evidence of poo.  I then look in every other possible room it could be in.  Nothing.  I ask Ashton..."where is your poo poo?".  Nothing.  I tell Mercy (our dog) "Go find the poo poo!"  Nothing.

I come to the conclusion maybe he didn't have a poo poo...just a little leakage?  And we go about our day.

THIS MORNING
(SVU dun dun sound here)

I am changing Keegans diaper.  I notice Mercy is chewing on something...brown...

EWW  its the missing poo!!

Case solved and a little grossed out.