Oh, Cwap!

We've gotten some complaints that the blog contains too many poop stories. I'd just like to say that (1) she really doesn't do much else, and (2) if you changed her diapers, you'd have to write about the experience, too. That said, if you are one of Genevieve's fans who is tired of us poo-pooing her, do not read any further.

Last Tuesday Genevieve had a normal day where she ate, slept, cried, and pooped. Then she didn't poop all day Wednesday. Nothing to worry about. Thursday went by with no movements - starting to get a little scared at this point. Friday and Saturday - nothing. On Sunday we we're a little worried and were trying our best to get someone else to change her. But finally, she let loose on Sunday afternoon. This was the Mount Everest of poops. It was a scene that you just had to stare at in confusion as to how it could have happened, and what could you do about it now. We seriously considered cutting off her clothes, but finally found a way to remove them without spreading the mess to the few parts of her body that weren't already covered. Please keep in mind that we haven't even removed the diaper at this point.

I removed the diaper and proceeded to laugh so hard that I couldn't see through the tears. I had just never seen a sight like that before. The diaper never stood a chance. Genevieve was very calm and helpful throughout this, often putting her hand into things I wished she wouldn't and peeing all over everything for good measure.

The good news is that after two baths she is finally clean. I really hope that this does not become a trend.