Jack just pooped. How do I know? Because he is LOUD when he poops. Not dainty, this kid. The Husband said he hopes he never does get diarrhea, because we'll have to wear rubber suits to change him.
The third night home with him, we were naturally anxious and aware of his every little sound. (Not that we aren't still hyper aware.) He was sort of squirmy and slightly fussy and whimpery, and then there was a loud "PBBTTTHHHH!" and then... silence. The Husband and I leapt out of bed because we both thought that he had vomited and was choking to death, hence the lack of fussing and squirming. Turns out, no. Just poop.
On a completely unrelated note, the guy currently on "1 vs 100" is about to lose $6950 because he thinks that a shrug does not have sleeves. Just thought you'd like to know.
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