Mothers everywhere I implore you.  Heed the toot! Don’t be lulled into a false sense of security by repeatedly unproductive toots.  If your child has not “deposited” in two days, yet has been tooting up a storm, do not assume that last toot you just heard was unproductive!  Children have a way of lulling us into a false sense of security by making major loud “uncle craig” style toots.  Then comes the moment, you’re having a lovely cuddle on the couch.  Baby is sleeping peacefully on your chest, full belly, quietly breathing, and suddenly… a slight movement… “toot” … not one of those big burley toots being ripped over the last few hours… but a nice, gentle lady like toot.  You sit for a moment and realize you’d best get your other child a drink of water (since she’s been begging you for the last three minutes from her high chair).  As you get up, you think you might feel a little moisture, but it’s been hot & muggy and you’ve been sweaty, so you go to lay the baby in the cradle.  As you are looking at that darling angelic face you see a bit curry colored substance on your arm and realize… yes, the baby has had a MAJOR blow out!  Not just a little blow out, or average blow out, not even a more than average blow out… but a blow out to beat all blow outs!  As you carry her to the kitchen (instead of the bathroom because there is less carpet between you and the kitchen than you and the bathroom, and closer to the baby bath tub) you begin to realize that there is blow out on your shirt, and your shorts and you scream to your husband for assistance.  As you try to extract your child from their clothing, without making it worse… you make it worse!  Not only does your baby get a “curry smear” all the way up their back, on the back of their arms but it even goes into their hair.  What you also at first fail to realize is that it has dribbled down your baby’s leg and at least a quarter of a cup of curry sauce has hit the floor!  Taking care to avoid the puddle, while laughing your head off in amazement, you order your husband to get the camera… no one will believe how bad it was!!!

(it’s unfortunate you can’t see it as well in the photo as it was in person!)
After tag team rinsing the baby off, and then giving a very thorough bath, your husband disinfects/sanitizes the kitchen counter, sink and floor while you lotion and redress your darling, once again lovely smelling, angel.  And so begins an evening of laundry!!!   One more round and I get to go to bed.  Night night all!!!