Yep, I'm writing about my daughter's poopy diapers. Great topic, I know. Today she had three of them. And they weren't just little squirts in the bottom, oh no, they were massively gross. Her last one she decided to do right at dinner. She was sitting in the little baby rocker that we borrowed from the Spencers and Cole noticed that there was something brown on her outfit. I lifted her up and discovered to my horror that it had leaked out of her diaper, her onesie, and was rapidly staining my favorite outfit of hers. (Don't worry Danielle, we caught it before it went any farther.) It was so bad, I ended up just giving her a bath to make sure that she was fully clean. She is now blissfully asleep while I scrub her clothes so they won't stain. Here's to hoping she doesn't decide to grace us with anymore today. It's funny though... only at this stage of life can she do things like that and still be thought cute. Only as a baby can you yawn, hiccup, poop, fart, or sneeze and have other people just think you're adorable.
Enjoy it while it lasts Claire!!!
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