1 week ago
Friday, June 13, 2008
Mom, come quick!
I just love hearing things like: "Mom the baby pooped", especially when I am right in the middle of baking cookies. Dakota urged me to come into the living room because, "He pooped and I can see it on his back, and his shirt and his shorts." That definitely caught my attention. I love moments of cleaning it off the clothes, and the baby's back and the rug.
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Hey, Gabe had one of those moments tonight too! All too familiar territory for me. Thankfully, Josh volunteered to do the clean up!
I'm not sure if I have told you this story before, but it happened to my friend. She had been working late and her husband had their somewhat newborn to himself. She got home and went to survey the house to see how things had gone in her absence. That is when she found he baby's clothes all cut up in the garbage. When she asked her husband what had happened he said the baby had pooped much like what your post was describing. Her reply was..."and?" That is when he told her he didn't know what else to do, so he cut the baby's clothes off her, with scissors. He said he didn't know how to get the clothes off without spreading it all over the place, so he came up with that solution. Why do guys have to involve a tool with everything? :)
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