Today I am grateful for:
- The fact that when E2 fell off backwards off a kitchen chair today, and landed with a great thud flat on her back and the back of her head, and then would not stop crying and couldn’t be consoled no matter what we did, it was only because she had bitten through the back of her lip and not anything more serious than that.
- The fact that when M went in to get her from her nap and found her as naked as the day she was born (because he’d accidentally dressed her in E1’s vest she had wriggled out of it), she’d not found another exciting poo when she took off her nappy and the worst we had to deal with this time was the huge wet patch in the middle of the mattress.
- The fact that at the moment when she did the biggest and most stinky poo right in the middle of Mass tonight, it was M who happened to be holding her, and so there was a sort of natural assumption that it was he, rather than me, who should have to carry her out to the car where the nappy bag was and change her on one of the seats in the pouring rain.
Stumble it!
