The gross part of being a mom...

Last Thursday while I was folding laundry at my moms, Scarlett ran up to me with a big clump of white sticking to her fingers.  At first glance I thought it was shampoo or conditioner.  A dollop fell to the ground with a splat and I was convinced she found a secret stash of hair product somewhere around my moms house and was bringing me a sample.  She swung her hand around with a smile from ear to ear...she found something special and wanted to share it with me...how sweet.  I got closer, asked "what is that", reach out my hand to grab it from her and realized it was wet toilet paper.  First of all...ewww!   This meant one of two things, she found the toilet paper roll, pulled some off and dipped it in the open toilet by herself or she found the toilet open with paper already in it and pulled some disgusting, previously used toilet paper out of the toilet and was handing it to me as a gift.  I was really hoping for number one, but inside I knew she came across a treasure with option number two.  I walked to the bathroom, still crossing my fingers for number one, and threw up in my mouth a little when I saw option number two sitting and smiling at me from the depths of the toilet bowl.  Seriously...so so gross.  Luckily I didn't see any evidence of the previous users use but... I had already touched the paper, Scarlett had already touched the paper.  I slammed the lid shut, scrubbed our hands twice with soap, water and bleach (not really bleach...but I would have if that wasn't the most totally awful idea) and called Chris.  I know this is only the beginning of gross...but come on...gross.