Last night, I made a huge error. When one of my daughters gets home, we usually put her in a onesie. Why? Because she had a tendency to do bad things with her diaper. I'm cooking dinner. My daughter smells something. We thought it was another child. I checked her and it was not her. I finished dinner. I go to bring said child to the table. As I closed in, the smell of poop got stronger. On the wall in front of her is a nice finger paint she did for us. Oh and she used her poop to create it. I blew up. I was yelling, but it did not matter. She could not hear me. I had to clean her up, the wall up and everything around her. It was gross. I'm surprised that I did not throw up. I did have other daughters who were mad at me. I know, I handled it wrong. I am not a fan of cleaning up poop.