Encounters with a Poopcasso

Ah, every mother’s nightmare- a child is alone, in his bedroom, and is very, very quiet. Someone goes to check up on him and begins to scream. “Mama! Mama! You need to come here quick! You hang your head in despair because you know this will not be good. When you get to the bedroom you find it’s worse than you thought. There is poop … Continue reading Encounters with a Poopcasso