Wednesday, May 16, 2007

No Peas Please

Content Advisory: The following post contains descriptive baby-poop language, and may not be suitable for all readers. I needed to vent! peas. I love green peas. Cooked. Raw when they are freshed picked from the field. Alone. In casseroles. Whatever. I love them!

I don't like them in Logan's diaper.

Logan was sitting in the chair-of-death after dinner tonight when he started complaining. I thought it was just some Logan-crank brought on by his latest cold. Not so. When I got closer I smelled something familiar...peas. Not the delicious sweet smell of peas I was something far more sinister.

This day had just gone from bad to worse.

Logan had the worst diaper blow-out in recent history. The chair-of-death was covered in it. His pants were covered in it. Soon, I was covered in it. When I pulled his pants off I discovered that both his legs were covered in it. Of course his legs were the first things his little hands searched for...which meant his hands were covered in it.

It was nasty. It was foul. It was suffocating. I will spare you anymore detail.

One thing has me perplexed. Logan hasn't had peas in 3 days.

add to sk*rt


Macometer said...


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Lene said...

Oh those kinds of stories. It helps me to know that I am not alone. ;)

Peas...yumm lol Not so fresh peas...phew!

Hope he is feeling better today!

Jennifer said...

Where do they store those peas? My son has done the same thing!

Kerry said...

How about peas in the nose? My daughter had them up her nose - far up her nose and had to have them extracted! Poor baby.

In the Trenches of Mommyhood said...

I'll never eat peas again...