Unpredictability

Unpredictability.
That's the name of the parenting game, isn't it?
I bought Pampers Pull-Ups for the kids. I usually buy Huggies Pull-Ups, and those have velcro sides which you can open up in case of a poopy accident. The Pampers are fused shut on the sides. As soon as I noticed this, I thought, "OK, no big deal, I should just remember not to use them on shabbos." Because if Gedalya takes a dump, I can't rip them open to clean him.
On Friday night I was dressing the kids for bed. Gedalya got a regular diaper. And for Zusha I decided the pull-up will be fine. It's not like he poops at night.
Come morning: I wake up to Zusha calling me from somewhere in the house, "Mama, COME!"

So I dragged myself out of bed, and Zusha announced that he had an accident. Believe it or not. He hasn't made in his diaper at night in... oh, a year. (Except for a couple of times when he was sick with a stomach bug.) And the very night that I assure myself that he never poops at night, he wakes up dirty. What kind of cruel game is this?

Anyway, when I laid out the cloth on the floor to change Zusha, Gedalya said, "Naya poe! Naya poe! Naya poe!" I didn't realize what he was saying right away, but Zusha told me, "Gedalya says 'naye pol!'"
Which means new floor.
How creative!