- Wait wait it out; let the blow out happen in the diaper and clothes, even down into the toes of the footie pajamas.
- You grab the boy when you hear those first sounds coming from his tummy, you know, the ones that sound like a damn is breaking or a volcano is erupting, and run up to his nursery, strip his clothing off, and change the poop immediately.
It is much easier to throw a poop filled pair of fuzzy jammies in the washer than it is to clean a diaper pad, changing table, Appa's shirt, and the images seared into your brain that come with consequences of opening the diaper too soon. Poop will happen, my suggestion is not to let it happen without a diaper on.
Gross. I mean, seriously, seriously, gross.
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