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August 25, 2005
Ungrateful Kids...
So Adam and I decided we'd forget about doing work or exercising tonight, and headed out for a nice dinner at the little cafe in our neighborhood, Lilybug in tow. We were sitting in a quiet corner, enjoying our panini and soup. Lily was being a little angel. Ahhhh, so good to be out in the world, talking of adult things. Suddenly, my lap felt warm. I figured it was the usual warm sensation that spreads through a diaper when our dear little one pees. I look down, and there is BABY POOP oozing out of her diaper on both sides and into my lap, down my leg, and onto the chair. Thank God I wasn't by myself. It took ten minutes of careful maneuvering to get the diaper bag, get me cleaned up, remove her clothes, and hermetically seal all contaminated materials. It's kind of like defusing a bomb. We had to finish our coffee quick and head home to finish decontaminating. I swear that stuff is like napalm. You can't wipe it off, it just sticks to everything. But at least now my worst baby nightmare has been realized and lived through with relatively little emotional scarring.