WORST treasure hunt EVER!

Gabe took off his poopy diaper in his crib (2nd time). Yes, there was poop. He was staring between his bare legs, apparently waiting for more. This is one of those things that nobody has ever taught you to clean up (or prepared you for having to clean it up). I have only discovered two ways to do it: pooper scooper style and beggar's purse style. This time, I chose pooper scooper. He had to wait screaming at me from his crib while I hunted all over the floor and down the sides of the mattress to make sure I didn't miss any. This kind of treasure is a lose-lose. You lose if you find it, and you lose in a day or two if you don't. Then straight to the bath, then back up to strip the bed, Lysol it down, and bleach the, well, poop out of the bedding. New rule: clothes from the waist down REQUIRED at bedtime!!!