i love my baby...but she has a defect. i don't want to trade her in for a different model, i just want to send her back to the store and have them fix her and send her back to me.
does that sound harsh to you?
well let me ask you...have you been projectile pooped on 3 times?!
i'm not talking about a little runny poop that accidentally gets on her onesie...i am talking ready, aim, fire. in case you still don't get the whole idea, picture a water soaker.
do you think i'm exaggerating? then explain to me why last night (technically 3 am) after the horror was over, i had poo on:
-my jammy pants
-my shirt
-my robe
-the rug
-the floor
-my hand
-my arm
-the 3 clean diapers i had sitting out (catch that? she destroyed 3 clean diapers with one shot)
-the wet wipe container
-the changing pad
i love her any everything...but this is really gross. i hope she grows out of it someday, she may have trouble finding a husband who would be okay with this.
4 comments:
wowza. now that's some poo! yikes!! is this what steve and i have to look forward to? :-)
wow. I wonder if that's a girl thing? Seemed like we had our share of poop related incidents way back in the day (almost 4 years ago), but wow, pretty sure you guys win. Your sweet little one has some serious poop skills.
So, you are saying it's time for the coffee and beer?
funny...i tell hailey this is EXACTLY how she'll pick up guys when she gets older!!
oh, laughing so hard.
mostly because Mark and I have BOTH been projectile pooped on.
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