I officially dub this week to be poopy.
My dear son Jack, who has not had a blowout in nearly a MONTH, decided to have two - two - major ones this week.
The first went straight up his front. Not his back, his front. I didn't even know that was possible. I guess you learn something new every day as a parent.
The second one went not only up his front, but down his legs too. It then travelled into his hands and onto his feet as he wailed and flailed while I cleaned him up. The most impressive part was the amount I cleaned out of his belly button.
Did I mention that these were the only two poo diapers he's had in the past three days? And I thought I would be excited when his digestive tract matured and he stopped having so many poopy diapers...