I have been changing diapers for over 8 years, but we've never had one like this before.
Last night, Lucy started crying her Cry of Distress. As soon as I opened her door, I could smell the distress. It was a blowout of epic proportion, but I didn't realize how epic until I tried to turn on the light and blew a fuse. Kelly thinks it was just static, but I'm quite certain that it was the smell of the poor child. I called him in to help me, he gagged, and was happy to go to the basement to fix the power.
Nuclear!
Fortunately, she is a little better today, but she is only allowed to eat yogurt and crackers.
4 comments:
Oooh, that sounds awful. We've had those on occasion and I know EXACTLY what you mean...it's funny, cuz it's true!
Most disgusting blog post ever. I'm never having kids.
I was going to email you about St. George, but I realized I don't have an email address for you. So sad. I'll talk to Dave and see if I can't get Kelly's.
I love Poopy bums! I'm glad you got Kelly up to come help you, Steve would probably try to sleep through it!
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