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Explosion @ 11 Weeks...


Claire has had a number of blowouts. It is to be expected. Phil offered advice early on that Huggies contains them best. This has proven true. However, nothing could contain two days of build-up. Instead, Maureen, our daycare lady, and I were each hoping the other would be on the receiving end of the inevitable. Our daughter has been a giver since birth. A giver of smiles, a giver of love through her eyes and most recently, the giver of poop. We were the ones to experience the latter gift. Yuck!! I had to take photos of the vast grossness that encompassed her body. (Chris thought I was insane.) The thick paste-like substance came from the front and the back. A bath was in order! The eruption left Chris and I wondering how something so angelic could be capable of something so disgusting. The experience exhausted Claire as she went to sleep only minutes later.
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Anonymous said…
Kara my dear sister--something is wrong with you...We did not want to see that!!! You have taken nasty to a whole new level. I'm sorry Claire--you deserve a bit of privacy!! YUCK!!

Love, Jessica
Lisa said…
Kara,
I agree with J!! ICKY!! Poor little Claire...is this going to make the baby book/scrapbook?
Lisa
Anonymous said…
Oh, Too funny,

my poor son, how is your stomach holding????
The best is yet to come!!!!!

love you guys, you are doing a great job.

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