There are some things that the 5 second rule applies to: 1) passie of screaming baby drops on the kitchen floor- passes for me 2) the very last fruit gummy drops on the floor - with out hesitation 3) The last 3 drops of Tequila....you get were I am going with this. Sometimes as Moms "you gotta do what you gotta do".
There are just some times when that same 5 second rule, just DOES NOT apply. This leads us to an eventful evening...
I hear a yelp from my hubs that was hysterical. It would be the equivalent of my seeing a GIGANTIC bug running toward me bare foot (but it was some how manly and terrifying at the same time). He is changing baby girl's diaper and I am giving my 6 year old a bath when I hear this come from our bedroom. I run in thinking he is going to be holding the baby by her toe as she flew off the bed. Nope. Daddy is holding her with a white face and a look of mischief. "What is it" I ask...."Nothing, Nothing". Right about this time I notice he has a poop diaper. Yep, the ball of poop flew out of the diaper, rolled into the bed squarely in my spot. Can you believe that SOB was going to let me lay in crap? We had to Clorox the sheets at 11 and get them back on the bed before we could get to sleep. He is still laughing about this today!
SO, to summarize: Shit, does not fall under the 5 second rule!
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