I walk in from work, babysitter on couch watching soap opera channel as usual while girls are playing school upstairs. As I yell "HELLO??" and begin my journey up to their room, I am suddenly stopped by all three children. Emilie [5th child] is front and center blocking me as if she were a driver violently slamming her car breaks on while trying to prevent me from flying through the windshield:
Emilie: "Mrs. Northrup - DO NOT go in there!"
Emilie: [pointing to the girl's bathroom door, closed tightly] "THERE!!!!"
That would read: "Don't come in - there's something big."
I will spare you a picture of the biggest dump I've ever seen in the history of my life. How did that come out of one of these little bodies? I have no idea. And from the looks on their faces, they didn't know how either.
It will remain a mystery. Our little secret, girls.
Hand Mom the plunger so I can get to work.