Turds!

I have no idea if anyone still reads this, since we never update it anymore. If you are reading this, hello! You are nice.

So a lot has happened since I last blogged: Ivy crawls, eats solid food, can almost stand unassisted, etc. But the most important change in her life for me is that she now makes turds. Gone are the days of the messy poo drizzle running down her leg! Gone are the nasty puddles in her diaper and all over her legs, which it was my job to clean up due to our "Kim handles what comes in, Mike handles what comes out" agreement! Gone are the hated green, the cursed brown, and the frightening red! Now it's just happy little turds! A cinch to clean!

Because the turds are so easy to dispose of, I gently asked Kim if she would be interested in reconsidering the aforementioned "in/out" procedure. She politely declined. At this point, I realized that, since Kim no longer cleans up after Poker (due to some cockamamie "I can't touch the cat poop because it might somehow get to Ivy" belief), I am now solely responsible for cleaning up the doody of 3 of the 4 members of our household. About the same time that I realized this, Kim joyfully clogged our toilet and instructed me to plunge it (apparently she is incapable of using our plunger), thus completing the circle and putting me in charge of crap disposal for all 4 Silversteins living in apartment 309.

Oh frabjous day; calloo callay. - Mike