You know that there's a warning on diaper packages that says "limit 10 pounds"? Well, they mean it, 'cause that's all they'll hold.
Odin took a crap about 3 or 4 times, one after another, and there was so much, that it leaked out, or rather, up. It turned his whole back brown/yellow because we were trying to hold him so it smushed around and almost got up to his shoulders!
Gross, huh?
We just got done cleaning it up -- it was a team effort -- and the shirt was, perhaps, salvageable, but we just dumped it because we didn't have anything to take it home in. The blanket he was wrapped in was also dirty so we rolled it up and he'll have to be cold for the trip home.
2 comments:
Oh, so funny! Karma is a bitch! Did we ever tell you about the time you went through 6 outfits in an hour with the same problem? Your dad and I were trying to get you ready to go to a party. We got you in your nicest outfit, and away you went. Well darn, good thing we started early. Cleaned you up and changed, there you go again. Drat it, now we're going to be late! Start over, third best outfit, didn't stop you.
After the first 3 we were so angry and frustrated, but then we just started laughing at the absurdity of it all.
Well, he's never really done it quite like that before. Never had to change his clothes because of his diaper. I suppose it's not the last time. We just thought it was hilarious.
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