Sunday was just like any other Sunday.
Except, our little angel baby wasn't being so angelic.
She fought sleep at church and fought sleep at home.
Which isn't anything like our usual Stella.
Finally, in the late afternoon she decided to drift off to dreamland.
Until, Preston entered her room to snag a diaper for James and found this...
He hurried downstairs to tell me, "You've got to come see this!".
I immediately replied, "Oh no! Will I want to give her a bath?"
He laughed while uttering, "You will want to repaint".
Our little girl must have had a tummy ache.
Once she was relieved she could sleep, but I insisted on pictures instead...
And, a bath, of course...
All was cleaned.
All was happy.
All was well.
We had our happy little Stella back...
But, maybe a few pounds lighter...
Disclaimer:
Oh, and don't think that she will be damaged in a few years
by pictures of her poop on the internet.
If so, her big brother and her bigger brother
3 comments:
That is sooooooooo gross!!! I can't believe that much poop came out of her??? Well, I guess I can believe it because she is the queen of blow outs around me!!!
Classic!!!!
unfortunately, a scenario to be repeated many times!
*and i think greta had those exact same leggins. i'm a big proponent of babies in leggings. so cute.
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