The day started out well. I agreed to watch my little friend Olivia. She seemed to be in good humor and I expected the day to go on without a hitch. Then all hell broke loose and I will refer to this day as poopageddon from now on. She started to make the warning face. I know I was going to be changing a diaper soon. However, I could never have been prepared for what followed. A couple minutes later, I was met with a stench I can only describe as three day old road kill that somehow crawled into an open sewer on a hot summers day. My nose hairs melted, my eyes began to water and the cat has hidden so well that he wont even come out for treats now. Bracing myself, I set out to change the diaper, upon opening her onesie and lifting her bottom, I discovered there had been a catastrophic diaper malfunction and the toxic waste was climbing up her back. I had no choice but to finish the job. To make a long story short, I have experienced a hideous and terrifying thing today. Who knew a 5 month old could scar me for life?
Posted on: Tue, 04 Nov 2014 18:41:28 +0000
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