This post is subtitled, "Possibly TMI".
This post is sub-subtitled, "Deciphering the Acronyms: Mama and Papa".
Saturday morning my husband and I were sitting in our living room in a hazy morning fog, pretending to be awake. Our 2 yo and 4 yo were playing with legos, cars, and, well... underwear.
Only, in our haze we were not noticing the underwear component of the play.
Suddenly, our 2 yo shouted, "Uh, oh, I need to go poop!" As he waddled toward me my brain shifted to, "Mama Acutely and Monumentally Awake".
When our son reached his hand into the back of his underwear my husband was spurred off the sofa into, "Papa Airborne Predicament Alarm".
We were too late, too sleepy, and possibly too grossed out to reach our son before he pulled out of his underwear...
Toy pickup truck.
Our son thought it immensely hilarious.
By the way, an adrenaline rush at 6:30 a.m. is as energizing as a morning cup of coffee.