There Will Be Poop...

Tonight was interesting. Eli has been very good about not peeing all over the place as little boys sometimes do. He's only peed with his diaper off twice, once over his head hitting the crib and once all over the wall. Well, tonight was a different story. I had the little guy's diaper off just letting him air out for a bit. He is a very sleepy baby and to keep him awake I sometimes lay him on the changing table in his birthday suit so he'll wake up enough to eat. He was laying there, so peaceful and calm, when I noticed a strange look on his face. I realized what was happening about a half second before it happened but was powerless to stop it. The most horrific stream of poop shot out and completely covered me, the changing table, and the newly cleaned carpet with the lovely stuff. I really had no idea that that much poop could come out of something that small! As I stood there in shock, the little stinker decided to lay his arm and hand in it, making it just that much more disgusting. I figured this would be a good time for a bath.

I got the tub all ready and went to collect the baby from Jason. In that brief few minutes, the older kids decided the baby bath would be a good place to put their leftovers from dinner. Just as I was about to lower Eli into the tub I noticed pizza crumbs and grease floating around, so I had to empty the tub and start over. I was holding Eli in my arms and thank heavens I had him facing outward, for at this point he went ahead and showered my kitchen floor with pee. That little boy has got some force behind his plumbing! It actually hit the kitchen table from clear over by the sink!

Once he was bathed, the floor was mopped, my clothes were changed, the carpet was cleaned, and the changing table pad removed to the laundry, my dear sweet baby put the finishing touches on the evening by puking down my shirt. Ah, the joys of motherhood!