As mentioned in a previous post little Miss JBean has Grunting Baby Syndrome (I'm sure JBean is really going to appreciate my sharing with the world when she's older) so I almost always know when she's doing her business. The glass for us is both half empty and half full -- JBean poops once a day usually (half full) but there's always a lot of poo (half empty). So last night JBeanie was sitting in her bouncy chair (She's discovered that if she kicks her legs, the toys on top move) and started with the ever so charming baby grunting (so lady like). It always happens during dinnertime, I swear. So Master P and I are enjoying the not so delightful dry chicken I prepared for dinner... and as I've learned, I need to wait until she is done doing her business before I try to clean her bum.
So I continued on with dinner while the obligatory waiting period went by.
Holy shit.
It was EVERYWHERE. Up her butt, on her back, in her bellybutton... and because she now thinks her bouncy seat is everywhere she kicked her little chicken legs and there was poop on her leg and her foot... EVERYWHERE.
It was time for an intervention. Bath time.
And so ends this messy diaper saga...
