Sometimes You Just Get Peed On

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Funny story for the night. Or maybe it was just funny because I was holding a glass of wine and Zach was the one holding Baby M. Either way here it is:

Baby M has has a nasty diaper rash for a few days now. Doing what any good mother would do, I googled diaper rash and came up with a treatment plan (it's kind of a miracle that any of us who were born pre-internet days turned out ok). The best advice seemed to be "don't worry, use diaper ointment, and let your baby be naked for a while". Simple enough. So after completing steps one and two, Zach tentatively asks if we should do the third. I was doing the dishes, so I figured letting him crawl around naked on the linoleum floor would be fine. The words "bare-butt time" were no sooner out of Zach's mouth when Baby M let it loose all down the side of Zach's clothes. There is just something about getting peed on that sticks with you. Why is it that often when we try to do what's best for our children, we don't seem to be appreciated? I suppose this is very true for life in general: you can always try to do your best, but sometimes, you just get peed on.

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  1. AnonymousJune 22, 2011 at 3:05 PM

    There IS a God. . .and I have finally been compensated for enduring Zach's spontaneous fountains of pee!

    grampa tom

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