I suppose this was coming

With all of the 'phases' and 'pre-terrible two' behavior we've been dealing w/ for the last few months, here's a snapshot into what I walked into today......

Day after the 4th, lots of whining this morning so I said forget it, let's get in the babypool at our house. Okay, no issues there, had fun, she enjoys just getting in/out/in/out, etc..

We went out to lunch today and got home in time to get ready for nap......we read a story and I put her in her room. It was pretty quiet in there so I was almost hopeful that she went down easily. I kept hearing some noise but thought it was just the cat.

Sure enough, as I settle down and get comfy,  I hear.....MAMA........MAMA.

I walk into her room and she had....POOP Smeared ev-ery-where. and I mean everywhere. you could smell it before I even got in her room.  I looked at her and it was on her face, her hair, fingers....on the crib rails--all four sides, the wall, chunks on the mattress sheet and on the floor.
I honestly just couldn't believe it. I whisked her out of the bed and put her in the tub asap.  Washed her everywhere.

Then, the task of cleaning her bed, etc.. Throughout all of this I didn't yell, I didn't say much because I was grossed out and irritated to say the least. I got out the ly.sol. and pi.ne.sol. and I started scrubbing everywhere--she had walked out of the room somewhere and soon was right behind me.

I said no, mama needs to clean this up.

Then I turned around to look and she had a washcloth in her hand--either she had gone to the bathroom to get one or there was one in her room already.

Either way, at least her heart was in the right place.