give 'em an inch ...

And they poop in it. I let Greyson and Charles have some freedom to run around and play after they went up for naps, since Charles had fallen asleep earlier in the morning and I figured they might not be quite sleepy yet. And it turns out that while I thought they were settling down and finally falling asleep, Charles was removing his diaper and pooping all over the room. So my reward for not being evil Mommy and yelling at them every time I heard them out of their beds for an hour and a half was getting to hose poop off Charles and scrub it off their bedroom floor on my hands and knees. Blah.