Newborns are supposed to--in so many words--have a "party (potty) in their pants" quite regularly, or at least prolifically. Jack is what we'd call a "Party Pooper"--or more accurately--a "Party Non-Pooper". Measures are being taken...
Before mixing a doctor-recommended dark Karo syrup and water concoction to hopefully take Jack on a one-way ride down to Turdtown, I actually saved a formed stool out of his diapies (yes, that's diapers) last night in case I had to show any evidence. It's currently in a plastic bag on the top shelf of the fridge, next to the milk.
Yum-O!
P.S.--apparently, according to spellcheck, "pooper", "Turdtown" and "diapies" are not recognized as official words in the English language.
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9 years ago
1 comment:
Jen, you are a sick, weird, but funny person. Give my nephew a kiss, but be sure not to rub your weirdness off on my inocent, helpless babe!
Dayna
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