Rude Awakening

Couple of nights ago...We woke up to Clare calling for mommy at 3:30, "mommy, I pooped my pants..."  She walks over to our bedroom with only a shirt on and poop up her back  Daddy and I took her to the potty to see if she had to go more...I went down stairs to get clorox wipes and plastic bag to see what was waiting for me in her bathroom.  It was a poop feast...poop in her undies and pants, the rug and the tile floor.  I asked Clare why there was so much toilet paper in the toilet, "I was trying to clean it up...but why didn't you call me first...but I did mommy and you didn't hear me."  While daddy got the wonderful job of cleaning her bathroom, I gave Clare a shower.  In the morning, Clare asked me, "mommy are you mad at me...why would I be...cause I pooped my pants last night."  After I told her no, accidents happen, Luke also chimed in..."Clare it OK, accidents happen"  What a sweet brother.