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Yes, this post is about poop. If that will make you feel flush, you'll just have to move along. This blog might be way past number two on your list of things to do today, but I think that you should keep going to the rest of the items if you can't handle the discussion (of one).
It's messed up what becoming a parent makes you talk about.
I think that cleaning up a baby is my least favourite thing to do with them. It's the dumps. It used to be every diaper change there was at least some element of number 2. Now that she's eating "solids" things are more solid (haha) and a lot less frequent - like once a day or less. But that means when it does arrive, it's a pooxplosion. Poomageddon. A pootastrophe. A poosunami of, well, poo. In short: really, really gross.
I swear that diapers are only made to handle pee. Maybe our child is just really talented at evacuating her bowels. All I can think when I hear her "beat boxing" is "Close the blast doors! CLOSE THE BLAST DOORS!!! [BOOM! sound of blast doors not closed in time]". Times like that make me wish that we had a bidet where we could just sit her over it and hose her off. In short, babies can be gross, even if it's only like 5 minutes per day.Posted by jim at June 21, 2012 04:21 PM