I was just about to secure O in her car seat to go grocery shopping, when I noticed she smelled...a warning sign of a dirty diaper. I was elated because she has not had one in probably over a day and I was beginning to grow concerned that she could be constipated.
Well, she is NOT constipated. When I opened her pajamas, I saw the onesie underneath was stained...in the FRONT.
It boggles the mind how a diaper could get so full that it defies gravity. There was no question about this one, the onesie was going to have to be cut off.
I called John immediately and told him I got another "get-out-of-jail(dirty diaper)-free" card for a week. You know what, I think frontal deserves at least two weeks.
No pictures this time, I had to get rid of the incriminating evidence immediately. I think the mental picture will be just fine for now.
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