the mystery poo

Cash finally pooped yesterday. he hadn't pooped since he started wearing underpants on Friday. I think he was holding it because he didn't want to poop outside of his diaper. last night he couldn't hold it any more. he had just returned from peeing in the potty - cash feels the need to take his pants all the way off when he goes pee - and was naked. he looked up at Chandler with fear in his eyes and said, "uh oh, i'm pooping". Chandler scooped him up and rushed him to the bathroom. HOWEVER, on the way the poop came out. Plop. Splat. right on my floor! I was cooking dinner so imagine my confusion when Chandler is yelling at me from the bathroom, "there's poop on the floor, get it before Cooper does." We get the poop picked up and go on as normal. Cash continues to do amazingly well at potty training and this is his first real accident (except for yesterday on the way home when there was a big car wreck and we had to sit in traffic for an extra 20 minutes he leaked a little pee).
On to the mystery part (oh, you thought that was all the poop stories for today - wrong!) This morning i threw a load of laundry in the washer. i just dumped both boys' laundry baskets in there without much review. the spin cycle finished up right before we headed out the door so i went up to put the clothes in the dryer. i opened the dryer and it was FULL OF TURDS!!! the cleanest turds you ever did see. smashed up against our clothes and the washing machine. this is the mystery part. from what i can tell Cash pooped somewhere, either in his undies or in his laundry basket (most likely the former) and i didn't know about it. this explains how the most "regular" boy in the world could not poop for 3 days. it must have been in his undies and i just threw them in the washer. mothering fail! so i cleaned out the washing machine and started the clothes over. good thing the cleaning lady comes today. i left her a note to clean the washing machine. and scrub the floors extra!