Since this has been rather a poop themed month, I thought I’d share our morning adventure in poop with you all.
It started with Alice, who, after saving for a day or two, finally let loose while I was hold her on my lap. It didn’t sound all that impressive but when I opened her up, she’d blown out her diaper. For the boys, blowouts were a back side kind of thing. Alice is a bit different in that she blew out in the front, all the way up to her armpit. This is probably a sign that we need to put a bigger size of diaper on her.
Next up was Charles, presumably in revenge for restricting his milk at night to prevent diaper overflows. Charles got up around 8 AM and went down to play on his computrer while I caught up on some web stuff. After a bit, I caught of whiff of something not quite right and decided that Charles needed a bath and new diaper. When I went over to pick him up, however, he’d blown out his diaper rather spectacularly over over himself, the fabric covered chair and the floor. I don’t know if he had a normal but large poop which he spread by bouncing up and down and wriggling in the chair, or that he blew his diaper out up front. What was odd was that it wasn’t until I came over to pick him that his poop encrusted state caused him distress. I dropped him off in the upstairs bathroom for Mom to clean and bathe while I was tasked to deal with the floor and chair. We still need to wash the rug in the bathroom, and I’d recommended against using the red chair in my office and my insides still hurt a bit from all the dry heaving, but otherwise we’ve recovered. I just hope that Corwin doesn’t get competitive about this.