Today is Sterling's birthday and he almost got the worst present EVER! You might be wondering what that gift might have been so brace yourself for the story.
These were used to extract the gift!

This morning I was getting the boys ready to go to Vanderbilt so that we could have lunch with Sterling and deliver his birthday present to him (we took his gift to the school because it was for his office). Anyway, I put the babies in the bathtub so that they could be pretty and smell nice for our birthday lunch. After 30 minutes of playing in the tub they were all cleaned up and ready to get out of the bath. Makaio was standing up so I thought about taking him out but he sat down so Kekoa was removed first.
I was getting Kekoa ready and then I noticed that Makaio was really quiet. He is generally a quiet child anyway so I wasn't too worried but I had a feeling that I should check on him. When I walked into the bathroom I almost died. There in the tub with Makaio were 20 pieces of poop, the size of rabbit poop, asking me to gather them up and dispose of them. My throat started to close and I was in a full blown panic attack.
It seems like it should be common sense to immediately remove the child from the poo infested waters but instead I ran for my telephone. When my mother answered all I said was, "I need you to come over." I'm sure that isn't what mom's want to hear from their children but I needed my mother and she was too far away to save me this time.
Let me give you a snippet of the parts of our conversation that I can remember.
Mom: Cylynn, what is wrong?
Cylynn: Makaio pooped in the bath and I don't think I can clean this up.
- I got him out of the tub at some point during the conversation.
Cylynn: What am I supposed to do? How do I get it out of there? MOM!
Mom: Drain the water and then pick it up.
Cylynn: Pick it up?! Are you kidding me?! I can't drain it. I am not touching that because even if the poop isn't by my hand there are poop particles floating around in there. I think I have to leave it for Sterling until he gets home from school. I can't do this!
Mom: CYLYNN! Stop being ridiculous and clean it up!
Cylynn: "Dry Heaving"
Mom: Get it cleaned up. I have to go to the doctor so I have to go, Bye.
At this point I am literally freaking out and wondering if I can actually do this. I am wondering why I didn't follow my heart and take Makaio out first? I am still contemplating leaving it for Sterling. Fortunately for Sterling and the overall smell of our household, I decided to clean it up.
Thanks to the University of Iowa Hospitals and Clinics for sending us home with a few extra pairs of rubber gloves! One year later they have finally been put to good use. I was dry heaving the entire time and almost puked on one occasion but stopped knowing that I was going to have to clean that up also.
I am happy to report that Sterling only received good gifts on his birthday this year. If this happens again however, he better be prepared!