At least it wasn’t on my face.

Ahhh, the words you never thought would be a part of your daily life… until you had a kiddo.

While changing a particularly “messy” diaper last week, I was laughing and giggling and cooing with Ellie on the changing table. Adam’s 9yo cousin Silvea was visiting, and patiently waiting for me to finish up the diaper change so she could steal the baby away from me again. When I thought I was finished, I went to pick Ellie up and hand her to Silvea, when, in the sweetest, most polite little voice ever, Silvea tells me:

“Um, Jenny? There’s poop on your arm.”

…and I didn’t even flinch.

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