Poop, poop everywhere

Benson and I have had a rough day today...

Benson has an ear infection... again.
He has a cold.
He doesn't like his medicine.
He doesn't like tylenol.
He doesn't like sweet potatos.
He doesn't like pees.
He doesn't like applesauce.
He doesn't like bananas.
He only likes oatmeal... and then he sneezes while it's in his mouth.
He doesn't like when I wipe his nose.
He doesn't like to sleep.
He really likes to eat.
He has learned how to bite while he eats.
He got flicked on the cheek.
He got a stern talkin' to.
He cried.
I cried.
He likes his baths... he's had 2 today.
He likes his jumperoo.
And while he's in his jumperoo (almost every time) he poops.
Today he got poop on his onesie (I threw it in the garbage).
Poop on his back.
Poop on his neck.
Poop on his shoulders.
Poop on his arms.
Poop on his feet.
Poop in his hair.
Poop on the bed (my bed).
Poop on Casey's hoodie that I was wearing.
Poop on Casey's pajama pants that I was wearing (Benson's poop).
And when I took his diaper off to put him in the tub, the diaper fell on the floor...
Poop on the tile.
Poop on the rug.

The worst part is that I was eating lunch. Chicken cordon bleu will never be the same again.

But the sun is shining and my flowers are blooming and even if there is poop everywhere, it's a beautiful day!