Yet another post about Henry's poop
In order to make diaper changing time more amusing, and for informational purposes, we classify Henry's poops with a particular title. Each one of the following denotes consistency and geographical location of the young man's bowel movement: Chunky Plunky, Dinky Plinky, Hasty Pasty, Roly Poly, Sloppy Ploppy. Last night we had a Sloppy Ploppy for the first time. He stank to high heaven so we took him up to his room to investigate the contents of his diaper. While Dave ran Henry's bath I pulled down his pants and noticed that I'd also pulled his diaper down over half his butt. I didn't see anything offensive and was wondering if he'd just had a highly potent toot as opposed to anything with any substance. That's when I stepped back and noticed a little pile of poo of the floor. I completely freaked out and yelled for Dave to come and while I cleaned up the floor, he uncovered the rest of the grisly scene. There was poop everywhere. He'd managed to blow out his diaper, something he hasn't done in a few months at least, not since he started solid food. For about thirty seconds there were dirty diapers, baby wipes, and clorox everywhere the eye could see as we tried to contain the situation. All I can say is argh.