What a Day!
*Warning* This post will be talking freely and openly about poop. If this will offend you, don't read it.
This morning I woke up and for once was ready early for church. I even had my makeup done (normally do it in the car on the way over), and Nico was dressed in his cute outfit (and onesie underneath) that he was wearing for the first time. It was beautiful outside, and it was going to be a good day. We got to church and I proceeded to give Nico his bottle. Well, Nico normally does his massive poopy diaper for the day while he is eating sometime between 10:00 and 11:00. So of course, while we are in church, he takes care of his business, and I just think to myself it's going to stink to change him at church, but oh well. A couple minutes later, I touch my skirt and all of a sudden my hand is covered in poop! It's like Nico didn't even have a diaper on! My skirt has poop all over it, my hand is all messy, Nico is covered in poop = ahhhhh! The explosion was so bad that we didn't even bother trying to take care of it at church. So, we ended up putting another diaper over Nico's clothes to get him home without ruining the car seat, and after what seemed like half a bottle of Oxi-clean I think all clothes will be fine. Oh, and did I mention that his outfit was white? Well, looking back on it now it's pretty humorous, so I thought I'd blog it. It seriously was the worst poopy blow-out I've ever experienced. Let's hope it doesn't become a habit to "break in" the new clothes he has (he's now in the 6-9 mo. clothes).
2 Comments:
Glenn would do the same, but those silent, deadly, runny ones, and we lived 40 minutes from Church.
How exciting! Although at the time, it's like, "Aughhhhh! Why did you do that?", It certainly does make for some good laughing later.
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