June 01, 2006

Defying Gravity

Alternate Title: Sadie's dream come true.

Life with the phinlet is, and I imagine always will be, a learning experience, for the both of us. At the tender age of three months old he's teaching me things I never thought possible. For instance, how to train women. All it takes is him smiling, batting his baby blues and perhaps giggling a bit and they're putty in his tiny little hands, lord help them if he really decides to turn on the charm. What I wouldn’t have given ten - fifteen years ago to have his powers of captivation.

That Newton was full of crap and that when babies don't want to be the laws of gravity don't apply to them or their "poop". As has been alluded to hear, on more than one occasion, there's a phenomenon known as "pooping up the back". For a while, I didn't believe it existed. Now I do. Consider me a convert if you will, a true believer. With the switch from chesticle milk to formula the phinlet's wee little digestive track is making some adjustments. We've phased him in, but nothing, no warning from friends or family or doctors could have prepared us for the first, waiting two days to "cleanse my system of formula" poo, and the three gallons that came with it. Alls I can say is damnation, I'd have been mad as fire too if'n all that crap had been bottled up in my innards.

So Sadie, your wish hath come true, there's been extreme poopage up the back, I'm just happy the missus caught diaper detail.

Posted by phin at June 1, 2006 10:25 PM | TrackBack
Comments

YAYYYYYYYYY!!!

Posted by: agent bedhead at June 1, 2006 09:53 PM

LOL! I remember those poopies well. I can honestly say that I met Mr. Bug at the door with a poopy boy after one long day of poop. I passed that boy over and left the house. Took a nice long poop-free walk.
LBC

Posted by: LadyBug Crossing at June 2, 2006 06:40 AM

Your next milestone in the excretion category will be when the Phinlet discovers that the can "whip it out" and pee where ever he wants. The Wee Villain has discovered this at the tender age of two.

Posted by: The Maximum Leader at June 2, 2006 08:00 AM

Um, really, I am not laughing, because your poor missus had diaper duty, BUT I am eagerly awaiting news of YOU being caught with the poop-up-the-back. That day is coming. Heh.

Posted by: Theresa at June 2, 2006 08:03 AM

Congratulations, you have reached the end of Phase I.

Just you wait until you see what rice cereal and carrots or sweet potatoes look like!

(since it is fresh in my mind...)

Posted by: Phoenix at June 2, 2006 09:08 AM

Carrots make the worst stains. Just sayin.

Posted by: agent bedhead at June 2, 2006 09:59 AM

I'm so sorry you had to deal with that. Yet at the same time I can't stop laughing that it happened to another guy instead of me!

Posted by: Contagion at June 2, 2006 05:24 PM

I've added this as #197 on my list of reasons why I will never have children: "poop up the back." Or perhaps this should simply be a sub-reason under reason # 9: "poop."

Posted by: bobgirrl at June 5, 2006 12:39 PM