May 3, 2009

• The bellybutton

  I used to read about people who had a kid and ALL of their entries became about their kids and the stupid little things that they did.  I did not want all my entries to become about things I thought were amusing about my child.  Now here’s an observation about my child that I find amusing.

  What does the term “blow-out” mean for you.

  Let me tell you what it used to mean to me.

  It used to mean that when I was driving one of the tires just exploded.  A blowout would mean I would have to pull over, change the tire.  Also I would have to get the other tire fixed or replaced.  This would be a bit of a hassle, but nothing that would strike fear into my very soul.

  Things have changed.

  Now, the word “blow-out” means something completely different.

  This means that the super absorbent diaper reached critical mass and was unable to hold the load that my daughter provided.  This happens only rarely (so far).  However, when it did happen, it blew my mind.  It was everyone.  Up her back, down the leg, and in her belly button.

  Think about that.  Think just about the logistics.  Where does poop come out of and where is the belly button.  We are talking about opposite hemispheres here.  North vs South pole so to speak.  Yet, despite the incredible odds my beautiful daughter found a way to poo her way around to her belly button.

  I was so proud.

  If you are new to the show, I tend to talk about poo probably 3,493% more than the average human.  I think it stems from the fact that as the rest of the boys in the playground grew out of fart jokes, I continued to write them professionally.  I don’t know.  Either way, I am glad to see that my daughter is at least taking after her father in some small ways.

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