The Empire Strikes Back

Seriously...what are the odds of me running into another sleeping kid poop two nights in a row? Slim? little? None? i'd have thought all three. Well, i was wrong. 10:30...I walk upstairs and sure enuff..as i make what is now known as "dead man's curve" in my stairwell..i picked up the scent of the elusive poop. Unbelievable...this time tho i had to go no further then Carly's room. She had blown off her diaper with what can only be described as "fire hose velocity" from her bowel movment and, like her sister from the night before was covered in poo.

Same routine as the previous nite...the rewarding part was after getting it all cleaned up..and tossin' her into bed with me like i did with shelly the night before...i laid down and looked over at her. She was suckin' her thumb as she always does and got this HUGE smile on her face. I could tell how much she liked being in my bed with her daddy. I asked her if she was happy to be in here with me and she gave a furious head nod and even bigger smile. So, she laid on me all nite. It was cute...but at the same time, i REALLY hope that's the end of the diabocle dirty diaper run of luck i've been having.