Showing posts with label diapers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label diapers. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

You are what you eat

Rascal is a snacker. We mamas are always on the lookout for "healthy" snack options, and supposedly Goldfish crackers are a safe bet.

Safe for whom?

He was eating these and some raisins. I was playing with Baby on the floor. Tweenie was off somewhere probably counting her Barbies.

It was just like in a cartoon - the part where green smoke drifts past your nose and suddenly an odor engulfed the room. We're talking a brain-numbing nostril-hair-singeing eye-watering anaphylactic-shock-inducing stench.

I held my breath as I approached him. He looked up innocently, not yet fully aware of the carnage he had wreaked. I picked him up and held him at arm's length as I carried him to the change table.

Ground Zero was a surprising sight. For all the smell there were only a few rabbity turds in his diaper, but what was really super awesome was that they were neon green. I tell you in all my years of changing diapers I have never seen anything so weird. I remembered then when he had all those Freezie-pops last summer that his poo was strangely colored too.

I cleaned him up as fast as I could and then double-bagged the diaper before putting it in the trash. I opened the window to let the room air out.

When I returned to the living room and Baby, I realized that the stink was still quite strong. I opened a few more windows, but it didn't seem to help much.

It was then I noticed that Baby had swiped some of Rascal's fishies.