Aimee Has Some Competition

I'm entering the contest found on adventuresinbabywearing's blog...well, I saw it on Aimee's 1st to be honest. But I want one of those Kone's so bad! I've wanted one for ages and my current dustbuster is not really busting dust anymore - well for about 4 seconds! So, I hope I win!!!

Anyway, my yucky story is as follows:

I found my son Talon digging through the arts and crafts bin one day. I thought, well, that's keeping him busy - nothing dangerous in there. I guess I should go load the dishwasher or something. After a while I realized that he was quiet for too long. I went to find him. There he was still near the bin only he was holding a container of floam. Not only was he digging his fingers into the stuff, he was eating it by the handfull! He whole mouth was full of those little styrofoam balls. I kept wiping more out of his mouth...it just wouldn't end.

>>Fast-forward to the next day.

Talon woke up with a poopy diaper. I opened it up and it was FULL of floam. All different color styrofoam balls covered in poop! So not only did I have to get them all out of his mouth the day before, I had to get them all off of his butt the next day! Nasty!