Oh Pooh! (literally)

I learned a very valuable lesson last week: You can in fact feed a baby too many prunes. Silly me thought that since Anna was constipated and she loved prunes, that I would feed her the entire jar. That turned out to be a costly mistake. While visiting family way past her bedtime, we had a blow out. It blew out of her diaper, out of her sleeper, and all over the car seat. Needless to say, regardless of it being midnight, she had to have a bath. See below for verification of just how disgusting this in fact was!

Disgusting things seem to come my way. While giving Anna a bath today, she decided it would be a nice time to use the bathroom. I immediately took her out, took her to the changing table and put a diaper on her to catch the rest. Meanwhile while she finished her business, I drained the bathtub, cleaned it out, and refilled it. Having been several minutes, I changed her diaper and started over again. Evidentally she wasn't finished and poohed in the bathtub a second time. Teetering between being frustrated and thinking this was funny, I decided to simply find it humorous, drainded the tub, and started for a third time. Oh the joys of parenting! :o)