Two teeth and a shit storm

The arrival of Athena's first teeth this morning was overshadowed by an unprecedented shitstorm by her big brother. Sam went to "Saturday Night Preschool" last night (while mom & dad stayed home to work and care for baby), and presumably ate too much "sticky crackers" aka fruit leather.

It started innocently enough, but before we knew it we had about two cups of nasty stinky shit leaking then pouring out of one very inadequate diaper. Splash! Despite showers, baths, Fantastik (garden fresh scent!) and Lysol, I can still smell it. If you come over and we still haven't erradicated the smell, be kind. You could be next.