So take a good look, cause this will be the last time you see Phoebe in a big girl nightgown for a while...here's what happened: we put on the nightgown, oh so cute, took pictures, la dee da...put Phoebe to bed...had to go in about six times to get her to lay down, as she was going INSANE- kicking around, playing with her legs and feet, etc. Not smart enough to CHANGE THE STUPID NIGHTGOWN, I just patted myself on the back when I finally got her to sleep an hour later. Score. 7:30 this morning: find Phoebe sitting next to her diaper, a pile of poo, vomit, and the gel-substance from the inside of the diaper. Awesome. I'm guessing she tore off the diaper, (hopefully) discarded the pile of poo, ate the inside of the diaper (why??), threw it up, and then played in it...after a bath, a call to the doctor, a call to Daddy for his ALWAYS insightful and sage advice, and a stiff drink (kidding!) the morning's going great...NO MORE NIGHTGOWNS for a while, as I said. Hmph.
2 comments:
HA! Thanks - I needed a good laugh - and that made me laugh out loud, picturing Phoebe in her crib with a pile of poo :)
I know at the time...not so funny for you, but let me tell you, YEARS from now you'll be laughing hysterically!!! Too funny!! Great post! :-)
Oh...LOVE the birth annoucement of Joey! How's that little man doing??
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