Cordelia had a small poopy diaper.
I finageled Leo into changing it.
Then the greatest moment of my life flashed in seconds.
Cordelia, diaper off, lifted her legs and projectile pooped a neon yellow stream of near solid mass.
I almost fell over laughing.
Leo’s right arm, mid bicep to wrist was covered in the vile bile.
Being the good wife that I am. I grabbed the camera. Then damp paper towels. Then the tape measure.
From her hiney, to the farthest reaches of her rocketed waste: 49″
That means the child, less than two feet long, shot her poop more than twice the length of her body.
Oh, and I found a potato in the washer today.
They drive me nuts, but life was never this funny before kids!