That's right folks my son got so worked up that he pooped in his pull up and was jumping and kicking and pounding on the door so hard, the poop feel out of his pull up. Literally, the Motherload of all tantrums.
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The Mother Load of all tantrums
So this is just a quick post about the Mother Load of all tantrums my son had two weeks ago. It was a typical day in the Momma Hunt home and something set my little cherub off. Who knows maybe the wind blew the wrong way, maybe I looked at him wrong, or most likely he was cranky from holding going to the bathroom because he is stubborn and potty training. Well he throws a big ole fit, so we gently place him in his room (i.e. he is carried kicking and screaming and dumped on the floor while shutting the door on the rage) and he continues to work it out in his room. No work it out involves screaming, crying, throwing things, and hitting his little fists on the door. We after about ten minutes he starts to calm down and I go to the door to check on him and talk to him post tantrum and as I get to the door, there is a smell......moms you know the smell that has come to mean, its time to get the wipes. So I ask him if he had an accident in his pull up and a sweet small voice says "No" my reply "Then why does it smell like poops" then I open the door and there it is. THE MOTHERLOAD (literally) a huge poop right on the floor in front of the door. This is when Momma Hunt lost whatever was left of her mind and went crazy. I was crying and laughing, and yelling to my husband "He shit on the floor, he got so pissed he shit on the floor"
