Something really strange happened to me...

"Oh I love this game, I bet I can win!" my cousin Rachel exclaimed, as she ran up to a Skeeball game and began to play.

"Me too! And look, here's another one!" I said, as I approached a second Skeeball game. This one looked different than the rest, but I knew I would be able to play and win. I picked up a ball and rolled it. It disappeared before it got up the ramp, but I didn't seem to notice.

"Steph, I don't think you can do this one," my cousin Emily told me, standing beside me.

"Of course I can, watch." I picked up another ball. Before I rolled it, I looked down at it and noticed it had turned into a rolled up wet diaper. I rolled it as hard as I could up the ramp and got a great score.

"See?! It works great!" I picked up another wet diaper, rolled it up the ramp, and got another great score. I just knew I was going to conquer this Skeeball game. I bent down to pick up another diaper. It was covered in poop!

"Ugh, that one has poop on it!" I exclaimed. I looked around for a clean diaper to play with, but they ALL had poop on them! "Oh no! They're all dirty." I felt so sad. I couldn't play Skeeball with poopy diapers. My shoulders slumped, as I walked away from the game.

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That was part of the dream I had last night. I'm guessing I either really want to play Skeeball, or I really need to potty-train my kids!