Poop. For Real.

Today, we drove out to Marietta to hang with Kat and her Momma. Audrey hadn't seen her in so long that she planted a kiss on Kat not 5 minutes after we arrived! Good times were had by babies AND moms.

I have another story for you:
Yesterday, Audrey was in the tub for her morning bathy. I decided that this would be a good time to pluck my eyebrows, seeing as she was content and playing. I leaned over the vanity and began to pluck when Audrey started whimpering. She NEVER fusses in the tub. I turned back around thinking that she was just craving attention. I sat down on the edge of the tub and said, "Whatsa matter Piglet?"
I noticed the smell long before I noticed the small chunks foating around. "OH! BabyPooPoo!" "Oh my gawd (gag gag) you didn't!!"
I pulled a towel over my legs and then lifted her out. She shat so hard that when I emptied the water out of her little tub, there was a flattened butt-creased slab of poo sticking to the bottom of it. I tried running water over it to break it up. It didn't budge. The force with which that poo came out must have been something terrific. I had to dry Audrey off and diaper her, THEN clean out the tub and re-bathe her.
My sister Kelli asked, "Did you take a picture of the poo?"
"No."
I guess I'm not AS obsessed with baby poo as I used to be.