Is that lotion on your shirt?

I was cleaning up the kitchen after making "smoothie pops" (strawberry popsicles) with the kids, and I realized the house had gotten very quiet--never a good sign when you have two small children. I left the kitchen to investigate and met Joel in the hallway. He was grinning. His shirt and shorts were all wet, and he had what looked like lotion all over his shirt. [This is the point at which some of you may wish to stop reading. It's kinda gross.]

Upon closer examination I discovered it was not lotion on his shirt but pieces of wet toilet paper--dirty toilet paper. I ran to the bathroom and screamed. Kari had gone #2 earlier and had forgotten to flush, and Joel had been playing in the UNFLUSHED toilet! There was toilet paper, nasty water, and poop all over the toilet and bathroom floor. What amazed me, though, was the fact that Kari was on her stool at the sink with the faucet running, playing with a cup of (clean) water. She was right there while he was making his huge mess and didn't say anything! Joel had his pacifier in his mouth when I found him, so I'm hoping it was there the entire time.

I grabbed some paper towel and cleaned up the mess in front of the tub, grabbed yucky Joel-boy and plopped him in. I washed him up, and then proceeded to clean up the bathroom while he played in the tub. Greg came home from work just after I finished. Great timing.

(And no, I did not take any pictures. It was just too gross, and time was of the essence.)