This afternoon while I was feeding David a bottle, David had his first dirty diaper explosion. Let's just say...I ended up needing to change my pants, change David's clothes and clean both David and myself up. Honestly I was grateful we were home when this took place. It would not have been fun to deal with out in public...not that it was fun in general.
Then this evening (or early morning if you prefer), when I went to get David out of his crib for a bottle feeding, I noticed the smell of dirty diaper permeating the area. I was thinking, "Oh boy! Here we go again!" The first thing I did was change David's diaper only to be surprised that it was just wet. When I placed David back in bed, I stuck my nose down near Sam and realized he was the smelly one. Unfortunately I had to pull a peacefully sleeping toddler out of bed to change his diaper...something every kid loves. Not only that but Sam had filled his diaper awhile ago, so I had to work at wiping him down.
I am hoping neither of these incidents is repeated anytime soon!
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