Sick of shit

Literally, I am sick of shit. Just today as I was typing up a note to send with Hagen on his first day of camp about his toileting needs (of which there are many!!) I heard Austin scream and yell, "Hagen put poop on me". Yup, welcome to my world. At least it didn't look like he had eaten any. Yesterday he pooped twice on the toilet and today he drops a big steamy load into his pullup. The kind that goes up his back, gets on his shirt, and leaks down his legs. So it absolutely kills me that Hagen will tolerate that and not say anything but then when I go to put him in his bath he freaks out when he sees a piece of his poop (that came off his butt) float by in the water. Just another day in the Barker household!!!