Poopy Day

You wouldn't know it by looking at this picture, but today was a really poopy day.

Literally.

Mommy should have known it was headed that way when, shortly after breakfast, she felt something a little wettish on the seat of my pajama pants. She didn't worry too much about it, though. She just changed me out of my jams (and dirty diaper) and put me in this cutie outfit...

which only lasted until I woke up from my afternoon nap with another big mess. This time, my shirt, pants, back, and carpet were all victimized.

Since I had to be changed again, Mommy put me in the most sensible outfit I own.

I think she was just playing dress up with me, though, because after a few minutes we were back in my bedroom doing another wardrobe change.

I've had a fever (again) since Monday afternoon, so it's quite possible that today's blowouts were the result of some sort of yuckiness in my body. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a bit less eventful.

Daddy certainly hopes so. He's taking care of me while Mommy subs in a third grade class.