Perfectly Polished!

After the poop mania last night, I got a good night's rest and decided to get a bag of candy as potty rewards. Parker is still just as excited to get candy as he was about the fruit snacks, so it's ok. We have not had any major incidences with poop today, so that's a success.

Instead, Apollo found my nail polish (the color I use for Halea) and decided to paint several long, thick stripes from his chest down to his feet. Or maybe he started at his feet and worked his way back up, I'm not sure. I'm sick of cleaning him up, so I'm just going to leave it. Last weekend my mom was very critical of the bruises he has all over his body (because he's the most fearless child and he doesn't have pain receptors), so maybe this will be a fun thing for her to be critical about when we're together this weekend. FUN!