I'll spare you pictures of the baby, but just look at what happened to her onesie:
I'm not even showing you the inside.
Can you imagine how hard it was to get that thing off of her, over her head? She went straight into the bath.
I'm not really annoyed, it would be harder if she didn't pull cuteness like this right after:
She fell dead asleep in that position. Oh, Jane. All's forgiven!
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Wow. Poop Apocalypse.
Say that 3 times fast.
Poop Apocalypse.
Poop Apocalypse.
Poop Apocalypse.
Aunt Polly picked three pecks of perfectly prickly pickled pears, while Peter Piper Piper had a poop apocalypse.
hehehe
Ya know - - - I could have gone all day without knowing about Poop Apocalypse. What the ____ are you feeding that kid anyway? Inquiring minds want to know.
Seriously Breanne! Thats nothing! Keala could put all yours babys to shame! All of you! Erika knows - she'll vouch for me!
Well at least we know that all things are in proper working order over there. Food, check. Poop, check, check. =)
Adam - I couldn't say it three times.
Dad - I have no idea what was fed to her - surely nothing I fed her would ever produce such an atrocity!
Nikki - you've had to clean poop out of armpits, too?
Just wait until it gets all over her and her carseat, on the way to the store! Fun times, good memories, glad it's you now and not me.
Well, its a really cute onesie that she had a blowout in! Once Jill had to go around in only a diaper at BYU because she had a blow out and Tuck didn't have a backup. so many fun things I forgot about!
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