So, the twins are screaming their friggin heads off dying for their
bedtime bottle. Max (one of the twins) is tugging at my leg, and
Josephine (the other) is screaming somewhere else in the house. I
wrangle free from Max, and go to find Miss Joey. I grab her, like a
sack of potatoes kinda, and return to the kitchen where I'm nuking
their milk *gasp.* Joey still under the arm, and a glass of milk in
the other, I distinctly smell poo. Not sure if it's the trashcan
behind me (it's been a poo-fest around here today) or if it's Max, or
Joey still in my arms, I blindly lift her diaper-only butt to my nose,
and take a sniff....OH MY F*CKING GOD!!! She had exploded out the top
of her diaper and I planted my nose/part of my mouth directly in BABY
SHIT! Diarrhea to be exact. So, that was the end of my day. Thought
you would all appreciate it.
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