Sev crawls into bed with me around 7am each day and watches cartoons for a little while. We got out of bed this morning and I saw three little dots of blood on my white sheets where she had been laying. She was in the middle of getting dressed when I spotted this, so before she got her shirt on, I asked her to spin around so I could do a quick check to see if she had any "ketchup boo-boos," which is our name for anything that might bleed. There was nothing. The conversation went as follows:
me: Huh. I wonder where that came from, then.
Sev: I think it was Blue. Blue must have ketchup boo-boos.
me: No, I don't think so.
Sev: It was baby Atticus.
me: Baby Atticus? Baby Atticus had ketchup boo-boos? Yikes.
Sev: No. It's poop. Baby Atticus pooped in your bed.
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