It gets worse

November 3, 2007 Jordana

And then there was today, when I heard Ngaire crying and getting out of her crib about 15 minutes after I put her down for a nap. I went in, checked her diaper, and put her back in bed. Then I went to take a nap myself.

When I heard her crying again an hour later and went to get her …


The good news is, she apparently doesn’t like to have it in her diaper.

I’ll let you work out the bad news for yourself.

I told the Husbandlet that I want to find the inventor of OxiClean and kiss him passionately. I don’t think the Husbandlet understood. If he had seen what I saw, or cleaned what I cleaned, he’d be Google-stalking Mr. or Ms. OxiClean himself even now.


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2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Valerie&hellip  | 

    Amen, on the OxiClean. Hang in there. ๐Ÿ™‚

  • 2. Becky&hellip  | 

    Don’t you wonder what thoughts get into those weeee ones in that mysterious time period after they poop and before they start crying for us to come and get them?

    Is the poop so toxic er intoxicating that they just can’t resist doing their worst with it? Oh my.

    I’m so sorry Jordana. Has your dear sweet daughter had the stomach flu yet? You think Oxyclean is fantastic now???? ๐Ÿ™‚ God is good for having that guy/those persons created. Glad you survived. Each day is a day closer to Ngaire (and Liam) being potty trained!


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