A Sight For Sore Eyes

Colton has been not feeling his best these last few days. I have been covered a few times in emesis (aka vomit) and a few times in some really fabulous bowel movements of the loose variety. Now I am no stranger to poop. Mike and I fell in love in a nursing home, and have dealt with a number of different instances there (like the resident who liked to paint with poop, and the resident who liked to scoot down the floor on his bottom leaving skid marks). And almost without fail, any kid in diapers (and some without) seem to leave there mark for me at my place. Well, in all my years as an expert, I have rarely seen a "movement" of such skill. Colton seemed to get just as much on the outside of his diaper as he did on the inside. You cannot appreciate the picture as much as you would have if you were here.....nor can you appreciate the odor. Needless to say, I have spent much of my "spare" time lately trying to scrub mustard yellow goo out of my darling son's clothes.