Oh, Poop

On a normal day, I change four to five poopy diapers. That's like having one kid with diarrhea every day of my life.

Yesterday, the boys came down with diarrhea. This may or may not be related to the entire slice of french silk pie each ate for Christmas dinner. Tory pooped four to five times in a two-hour span. I essentially spent the afternoon standing by the changing table, waiting for the next diaper to be filled.