If you could see me now...

...you would see me, near tears and close to hysterics, hopping from foot to foot and shaking my hands like I'm trying to dry them, all the while shouting "eww eww eww eww eww EWW!!!"

I dropped poop on my shoe. I'm traumatized. I've become a lot more zen about gross stuff since I got Elsa, but poop on the shoe is not something I can meditate away. I DROPPED POOP ON MY SHOE!!!

Eww eww eww eww eww eww eww. I thought I needed new shoes, and now I'm convinced I do.