The Ape House

So we have returned from the wild blue yonder with few scars- more on that later.
We returned to a cold house and a leaky toilet which Tim decided to fix as I started feeding the ladies dinner.
Abby "helped " for as long as her attention span would allow, then came to eat. We all learned some new vocabulary from Tim as he was moving the toilet, swapping out the wax seal, and reinstalling it. He "shit the bed" on the project, but left it as is, if I haven't told you already, he is the king of 90% (everything he starts ends up 90% finished). Before "shitting the bed" he was "asshole to elbow in shit" cleaning out the old wax ring.
This adventure took a little longer than expected and the girls were fed by the time he hit 70%. Nora needed a diaper change, and Tim told me he needed "5 more minutes" so I let her crawl around naked far a few. Tim's 5 minutes stretched into 15, into 20 and by the time he was ready to evacuate the only bathroom in the house. I had left Nora safely playing on Abby's floor while I walked the 10 steps to the linen closet to get towels for bath time and when I came back in to get her she was playing happily with Abby's socks. Abby's socks had something on them. I thought it was ralph. It wasn't. About a foot away from Nora was a pile of her poop. And there she was playing in it.
At least she didn't throw it.
What is really sad is that this is not the first time she has shat on the floor.