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Nonsense Poopy Pants!

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Before I jump into this enthralling, harrowing, and hero-building story, I will warn you: It involves poop. Lots and lots of poop. There will be other stuff too, so don’t leave. Stay. STAY! I said STAY HERE! That being said, time to dive right in.

As the parent of a baby, certain things are inevitable – crying, sleepless nights, throwing up, poopy pants – but enough about me! Joking aside (which clearly is something I know nothing about), you know when you become a parent to expect messes everywhere, anywhere, at any time, day or night. Babies don’t know they shouldn’t spit up all over your suit before a wedding, they don’t know they aren’t supposed to poop through their clothes. And why would they, THEY’RE BABIES! Needless to say, I’ve grown very accustom to quick wardrobe changes for Sophia when we are out in public thanks to those messes. At home, it isn’t nearly as difficult to get those messes and wardrobe changes taken care of quickly. This story involves just such a public mess and wardrobe change, unfortunately, Sophia wasn’t the only one in need of new clothes.

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The Firsts

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As a new dad, I knew that I would be seeing my fair share of firsts when it came to Sophia. The obvious ones like first words, first steps and first day of school are still a ways away, or so I think (I’m sure they’ll get here faster than I think, just like the other firsts). I’m not talking just about the first time my daughter does certain things, I’m including my firsts as a parent, as well. All those fun things, like first time changing the nastiest poopy diaper of all time. The first time we had to scrub her clothes down, and of course hose her down, after one of her massive poopsplosians shot up her back and through her onesie. In Sophia’s first three-plus months since being born, Sarah and I have seen so many things that have left us in awe, it absolutely amazes me. Continue reading →