Frog toy on diaper change station

While I was at work. Esme was playing with her toys nicely while Mark was reading a book. He heard her playing 'diaper change' with her frog, and then he looked again and he saw this.


frog diaper change

Baby powder, LOTS of baby powder. Mark didn't even have to yell at her, he just got the camera. She was so ashamed she wouldn't look his way at all. Then Mark took Mr.Frog outside and smacked him on the porch until the powder was mostly gone. Poor poor frog got doused and then beat up!

He's gotten a dress and pants this week as well, been forced to eat homemade french fries WITH ketchup, and been told daily that he stinks and needs a butt change - and at night when he is sleeping next to her on her pillow she tells him 'go sleep frog - don't poop.'

In other News: I put the sleeves on the green dress - may take them off and try again. It isn't bad though, overall. I made most of the alterations to the paper pattern (still need to adjust the front neckline a bit) and will be ready for another run at it later in the week. I painted several more sides of the playhouse and picked up some bigger socks and a cheap wind-up toy pack for Esme's birthday stuff. Even the 3-5 year socks look small, I hope they fit. Need to get her a can of frosting (what flavor?) for the cake and want to get her a mylar balloon because every time she asks for one at the store I tell her 'it's not your birthday' HAHA poor kid :) She should get one on her birthday to validate that!