Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Out the Poop-shoot

Well, our precious little angel made quite a mess of herself today. As you can see from her expression, she was a little mischevious this afternoon with Moriah. There she was, minding her own business, when nature made a call.

Moriah was working her first day as a nanny and things were going just fine. The day was moving slowly, but surely, when a few noises from Charis's direction caught her attention.
"Wonderful, a bowel movement at last" was her thought. Little did she know, this was the beginning of a long hour of battle with the bowel.

She very happily took Charis and changed her diaper, which was a little poopy, as she had expected. Blissfully thinking that things were over for now, she continued reading and going about her business. However, Charis continued about her business as well. A few minutes later, more noises and more poop. This time, the real deal was upon her. The formerly clean diaper was filled with poopiness. Thankfully, she got there in time. The diaper was replaced with a fresh one, and again, she thought things were over.

A few minutes later, there were more noises. This time a little deeper, almost as if an old man had come back to return cold coffee for a third time and was really upset, yelling at the waitress, impatient to be out and about. Moriah picked up little Charis and felt a puff of air.
"I remember thinking, 'was that just a puff of air?'" Moriah said later. After further investigation, we believe the puff of air opened up the seal at the top of the diaper, allowing some poop to escape out the back and travel up Charis's back, unbeknownced to Moriah. Moriah proceeded to lay her down and open the yawning chasm of the unknown. There she was, face to face with an explosion.

As she changed the diaper, she realized her error. Too late for her to do anything, she noticed the poop coming out the back, already spreading on the onesie and making its way to the soft hair of little Charis. Quickly, she assessed the situation. She rushed her to the sink, which was full. With the speed only a mother can have, she cleaned out the sink, loading the dishwasher in the process, preparing the way for her child to be cleaned. It took a while, but she rubbed all of the poop away, saving the baby-soft hair, and losing only one outfit in the process. What a Mom... what a Mom.

Well, that was Moriah's first day on the job. Hopefully the rest will be just as fun ;-)



Random, pre-feeding pics



She knows what's coming



She always sleeps with Great-Grandma Shumaker

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

I know moriah loves poop! Shall we sing? "Stan Stan, the lavatory man. Number one man in the outhouse clan. The issues, the tissues, the papers and the towels. Listen to Charis's role of her human bowels. Down. Down. Down beneath the ground. Down where all the poop poops are floating all around (crawling up Charis's back). There sits Stan (moriah) the lavatory man (woman)scooping (wiping) up the poopoos in his (her) little tin can (diaper genie)."
I helped fit the song to the situation. :-)

Anonymous said...

ERYKA'S SONG WAS AMAZING!! I think that version needs to become the official version! Yeah for poop coming, boo for poop EXPLOSIONS!! So I assume that the next time I smell my little Charis's head, it won't smell as baby fresh? Love you all! See you tomorrow!

graceling said...

Haahaa!

I love Ka's song!

Also, Moriah, welcome to motherhood. Once, when Abigail was sick, she vomitted on her pillow while having diarrhea, then, because it was 2am and she was only 18 months old, she just laid back down in the mess and fell back asleep. Ah, the joys of motherhood!

:) Love you!

Matt H said...

Lovely!

Unknown said...

gross

Matt and Alicia DeWever said...

so funny... I like the song too, and may I just ask when Dad will get the pleasure of such an experience?
~ALicia DeWever

Unknown said...

eat a bowl of deuce.