Yesterday, as I was changing the sheets on my bed, a very perplexed Zechariah came into the room. He seemed very confused as to why the bed looked the way that it did. I think I normally change the sheets during his naptime, so this was new to him.
I explained that I had to wash them because they were getting stinky.
He seemed rather surprised and asked, "Dad pooped in him's bed?"
I had a good laugh over this, and had to tease my husband about it later. Just to make sure my husband's reputation is safe; my husband sweats in bed. He does not poop in bed.