Please tell me this has happened to someone else out there...
Yesterday I went to go change Ali's poopy pants just like any other 500 poopy pants I've changed over the last year. I put her on her changing pad and discovered a small little nugget. Lately she's been pulling at her diaper and this time wasn't any different. I wasn't quick enough and she snatched up her diaper along with the nugget and flung it on the floor. No big deal. I reach down to get a clean diaper and just my luck there are no more left. So I pick up the nugget (with a wipe, of course) and her dirty diaper and throw it away. I set Ali on the floor diaperless and run into the living room to fetch a diaper out of her diaper bag. Less than a minute later I return to Ali's room to discover what I can only describe as mayhem. There Ali is, with soft served ice cream poo poo on our new carpets, foot dipped in, hand dipped in and smear across the face. The doodie had made it into her mouth. Immediately I picked her up (straight armed, as far away from me as possible), and put her in the bathtub, hosed her off , and put her in her crib so I could clean up. As I go to pick up the still warm, soft served ice cream poo, my gag reflex kicks into over drive and I know I need to get to a sink fast. There goes my breakfast. We eventually got back on track for the day. But wow...please tell me this has happened to someone else!
