We've already been to the MD, so this morning I called my chiropractor, and begged her to look at it. Surprise! It's a virus, and she put a nifty light-thingy on Ivy's butt, and the sores were gone! Toss out the medicated crap, keep using the Calendula diaper cream, and ding ding ding! Winner Winner Chicken Dinner! All better. :)
After I changed her around noon, I went to throw the poo away, stopping on the way to pick up some toys to then put away on my way back to the bathroom and her room, and felt something...squishy...on my foot...I looked down and WHAT WHAT! The contents of her diaper had plopped onto the floor, which I'd then stepped in, which I'd then tracked all over the house, which now explains why we need carpet cleaner. Baby poop is worse than dog poop. And more orange, apparently.
Hm...what's for dinner?
2 comments:
"He called the shit poop!" - Billy Madison
Good one, The D!
At least she's smiling after she takes those big smelly poops :)
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