An explosion

of POOP! Last night, Madeline had her worst diaper blow out so far. It was even worse than the time she dripped poop onto Uncle Curt's shirt (by the way, he didn't even flinch)! The poop was everywhere, including all over my shirt. So, we both stripped down and took an emergency bath together. I think Madeline might have actually planned the massive blowout, because she really enjoyed the bath time. What a tricky, tricky, little white girl - ha!