I'm not quite sure how she did it, but AV pooped right out of her diaper this afternoon - all over the floor WITHOUT getting ANY on her pants.
She had poop all the way up to her ears.
No wonder she'd refused all her lunch.
There was no way around it but to stick her straight in the bathtub. Extra time to love on my chubby sweetness.
I'd hoped, prayed, willed for this new life by the beach to be a simple one. We needed to dial our days back. They were too full - of all good things, but we needed to reconnect with each other after this year.
So far, this time has been so sweet.
And it's been simple. There's just more...time. I guess transition will always bring more time.
Time for the playground everyday. Reading a book before bed. Learning to crawl. Eskimo kisses.
A by surprise, unexpected, afternoon bath - splashing till her toes wrinkled up in the water.