Husband Fed Her Pudding Last Night....

And then it came back to us twelve hours later.

Picture us dry heaving and gagging our guts out in the bathroom this morning...

On second thought... just look at the picture.

That shadow up by her head??

That is in fact, more poop.

And her poor sheets.

I haven't seen so much poop since this happened.

Lesson learned: this chick and pudding do not mix...

They erupt, like brown lava out of a tiny baby volcano.

Some people blog about their kids eating and sleeping and being cute... I prefer to blog about their bowel movements.

It's much more entertaining... don't you think??

1 comment :

  1. OH. MY. GOD. What a lovely morning that must of been. Kind of hilarious though. I swear I'm laughing with you, not at you.


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