After four kids have I come to the scientific conclusion that exersaucers are the cause of massive poop explosions. It’s because over the years I’ve been a pawn in an ongoing experiment on the power of exersaucers. Just like with the older rabble-rousers here when they were babies, D-man has succumbed to the power of his exersaucer & is now starting to save his poop explosions for the exersaucer.
The phrase “POOP HAPPENS” doesn’t begin to cover the experience. Maybe a better phrase would be “When the POOP hits the back and the legs and the clothes and Mom too because she forgets & she picks you up before realizing you are covered in POOP EVERY TIME!” You’d think by kid number four I’d have figured this out. It reminds me of what Einstein once said “The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.”
I’m going to claim that sleep deprivation has lead to these moments of temporary insanity when I think that cute smiling face and babbling is about wanting to cuddle & not cover me in poop. YES, THAT’S RIGHT POOP!! Sleep deprivation leading to temporary insanity and the allure of the rays of sunshine that shoot from their smiling faces can be the only explanation for falling for it every time. D-man has figured this out like a pro, using his sunshine to blind me in a haze of adorableness only to “gift” me with his present of poo.
What’s worse is that he laughs when I pick him up. He laughs with a big hearty laugh. It’s like he knows how gross it is & is amused at my horror. Again a smart little man to know that money is in the fart & poop jokes. I’d just prefer it not be me that he uses as part of his comic routine.
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That makes sense. I never thought about it but now that I do you are brilliant! xoxo
I swear, they hit a certain age and (I know they can’t control it) but they get it. Those little turkeys.
trust me, i know. our exercauser was a friggin laxative in this house! EVERY time presley was in it she pooped….and not just pooped…..exploded! we’ve since banished it to the garage and made her crawl.
haha!! this post made me laugh out loud!!! it is so true – all 3 of my kids have had their worst explosions in our exercauser
Between the exersaucer and the Jumperoo we lost more clothing to poop stains than I care to remember…
The poop explosions always seem to occur at the most inopportune times. The other morning C had an explosion (in his high chair) that required a bath… something I don’t factor in to the morning routine! Ugh.
It’s so bad sometimes. It seeps into every possible nook, cranny, crinkle, and crease!
Is there anything worse than a poop explosion? I think not. Forget the whole nuclear thing…we have poop! And I do the same thing; I pick them up when I know I’ll be covered in it. Or I lay them down on the floor and then my floor is covered in it. And boy do they laugh! They think it’s a riot!
Oh, and I just had to add that the worst part is trying to get the dirty shirt over the head without getting poop in the hair. Is that even possible?
Maybe you are just an optimist and think it won’t happen again.
Those poop explosions are just awful.
Mine has been having the blowouts in his car seat. That has been such a fun clean-up job.
Car seats, exersaucers, anything that you strap them in!! Cleaning poop off is just awful! Plus, puke in a car is just horrible. You have a sick screaming kid and puke drying to your car seats!! What to do?? Save the car or hold the baby??
I’m with Dawn. The trickiest part is actually getting the clothing off. I know I’m having a good day when I can peel off the clothing without having to give the kid a bath afterwards. Baby wipes just won’t do the trick if that crap smears into the hair. It’s into the bath with some tear-free soap for sure.
Bounce Bounce squish.
By God’s Grace I never had a poop explosion situation with my dottie doo….eeeyeeeew
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