Scatology

For those who are fans of Vicious Circle and The Squirrel Report You’ll know I find poop and poop jokes amusing.

Well having a daughter has only encouraged that. This weekend I grossed out my Dad by proudly producing a filled diaper my daughter proudly filled. Last night I learned projectile poop is a thing!

Looked like Deli Mustard being squeezed out of the bottle with force.

And I’m washing a changing pad liner!

BabyFace

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6 Responses to Scatology

  1. George says:

    Yeah, get used to that. 🙂 At least it’s not stinky until they start on solid food.

  2. Bob S. says:

    If you are going to keep reporting on that activity you probably should consider changing the name of the blog — The Daily Scat Report is open I think.

    Having a grand child who just turned 1 last July in the house has refreshed my memory about the ‘joys’ of poop.

    Welcome to the club

  3. WallPhone says:

    My daughter introduced me to projectile scat while traveling. Always wait at least five minutes or so from when you smell it, to ensure they really are finished before you open the hatch.
    Natrually, when you forget this rule, you’ll have to dig out a change of clothes with only one clean had/arm from the bottom of the traveling provisions at a rest stop in the middle of nowhere, and for once in a lifetime, there will be a line for a stall in the men’s room.

    • Weerd Beard says:

      The problem with this little one is she isn’t much of a crier. If she messes a diaper at night and we’re sleeping she’ll let us know when she gets sick of waiting…otherwise we check her before feeding just out of habit or when her pants seem a bit heavy.

      Also as said above they don’t smell all that bad. Still I’ll take note for once the stank arrives!

  4. Dwight Brown says:

    “Looked like Deli Mustard being squeezed out of the bottle with force.”

    Aw, geez, Weerd. You had to go there? Now I’ll never look at a sandwich the same way.

    (Also, I don’t think I’ve congratulated you yet. So congrats. She doesn’t look that much like Winston Churchill.)

    (Cutest. Little. Hostage to fortune. Ever.)

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