I peeked into Bridgy’s room before heading out the door, to check on her as I always do, only to find her zonked in a heap of poop! I definitely didn’t get to my destination on time considering the mess she was in and I couldn’t leave her there with crusty pants, hair (yuck), hands (double yuck)…even if she was sleeping. Oh, the joys of motherhood. She squealed like a little pig while Bri and I bathed her and got her fresh again. She’s strugglin’!