Goodness, I feel like crying. I guess Zed decided to poop on the potty by himself. He then went to play in his room. He kept sitting on the carpet in different places and getting poop everywhere. He then realized his mistake and got some toilet paper and tried to wipe himself and the floor and toys. There is poop everywhere and the headache I have been fighting for 3 days is starting to win.
Growing kids is a job full of growing pains. Their need for independence and their skill levels are in constant opposition. This creates mess, both physical and emotional, and some days I do not feel equal to the task of managing and facilitating, never mind the clean up.