A Work of Art

We have been dog sick the last two weeks at our house. It seems to be never ending. It started with colds and escalated to the flu. At least Jason and I each had the worst of it at different times so we were able to keep up with the little dude.

Jason was lucky enough to experience the worst/funniest part of the whole ordeal. He was driving on the freeway when an "oh-so pleasant" aroma hit his nose. He turned to find Rhett had blown out his diaper and had a nice pool in his short's pant leg. It didn't take Rhett long to find his new art medium and he quickly began finger painting a masterpiece while Jason's helpless screams from behind the wheel went unnoticed. By the time he pulled in the driveway there was quite a mess to clean up. It took us days to air out the poopmobile. I just hope the smell doesn't return when these humid hot summers start in two months!

I am glad to say we are on the upward swing of things and our bathrooms are becoming a little more pleasant. :)