Heres a story...
Friday morning I leave for work and Jack is asleep in a diaper and a t-shirt in his crib. About an hour into my day Brad calls and says "my son" had taken off his diaper and smeared his poop allover his bed, his stuffed animals, his face and inside his mouth. All I could do was laugh and be happy I was at work and didn't have to clean it up, I did ask if Brad had taken a picture of Jack to show me and he said no. Sad really, that could have been one for his first date... I kept thinking of the look on his face when he tasted his poop, it must have been much like when he tastes a lemon...no photos of the Poo fiasco of 2008, but heres a lemon video so you can get a general idea. Enjoy.
