Ewwww

Disclaimer:  Do not be embarrased.  We all poop.  In fact, because I am the one feeding you - then I am responsible for your poopies. 

Recently, you have been dropping some major poopies.  There was the time that you sat in my lap and the force of your passing gas launched you up in the air.  The subsequent diaper change in the front seat of our mini van created a sort of gas chamber that required everyone present to have to take a breath of fresh air.  Except for me, of course.  I think your poop smells like roses!  Your timing is impeccable, there were the times (plural) when you errupted with such force precisely as you lay naked mid diaper change...and you can imagine the messes those made!  Because we are social beings - we find ourselves enjoying frequent outings and social gatherings, so imagine the times when we find ourselves in places not condusive to diaper changes.  i.e. the mechanic shop, fancy restaurants without changing tables, parks, etc.  Don't worry, we always get creative and find a comfortable way to handle the situation.  Plus, your little bottom is so cute, that parading it around town is acceptable!   
-Mamá

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