Poop on the Face

Jr has a double ear infection right now. Poor little guy! He is just as happy as can be just as long as you are holding him. Put him down and you know you put him down. He cries and cries and cries. Pick him up, coos and smiles.

The medicine gives him nasty diapers too. If you 'think I just heard something', you better check his diaper. And you will probably find something there.

The thing is, he finds the diaper changing spot THE spot to just explore and knowing he won't be there long he squirms and turns and does all sorts of weird moves to get off the changing table or sit up on the changing table.

It's a challenge, to say the least.

Well, I got him all changed. I threw the nasty diaper away. He cried and rubbed his eyes and buried his head in my chest but would not sleep so I bundled him up, set him in the car seat and headed with S4 for a quick “this will make him fall asleep” drive.

As we got in, S4 looks at me oddly. “Moma,” he points to my cheek, “There is something on you.”
I look in the reviewer mirror. Something about the size of my pinky finger nail and completely brown was on my cheek.

POOP!!!!

I quickly wipe it off, totally disgusted. Nasty!

It's then I realize, it's peanut butter. Not sure how it go there, none of us had eaten peanut butter, but none the less, it was.

Which helped ease my gag reflex and pounding heart.