Only To Me . . .

Here's something that could only happen to me. It was like a series of unfortunate events. Logan, Emma, and I got home from picking Emma up from school today. I picked Logan up from his car seat and noticed he had pooped out his diaper and up his back A LOT. Of course, he was wearing a two-piece outfit so it leaked out all over the car seat (I later had to take the cover off and wash that, of course, because that just adds to the fun, right?). I laid him down on his belly on the blanket so that I could just wipe him down without getting the blanket dirty. Clever, right?? Right. Ha!

Logan chose that exact moment to roll over for the first time. Seriously. He started to act like he was going to do it, and I didn't stop it because I didn't want to ruin his first rollover!! Everything left in his diaper squished out onto his back, where it was further squished. My big helper, Emma, brought me a diaper and wipes so I could clean him up, which I did. I moved him off the dirty spot on the blanket so I could keep him clean, but he started kicking, and kicked himself right into the dirty spot. His poor little head landed on it and got poop all over it! :( At this point, I gave up trying to clean him with a baby wipe first and just plopped him in the bathtub. He's lucky he's so darn cute.