February 20, 2005

You're Not A Real Aunt Until...

You've dealt with an atomic scale diaper blowout.

Guess what I did tonight?

Actually I had a great night. My nieces Corie (age 9) and Seana (2 and 1/2) came over for the evening while my brother and sister in law went out to dinner and a concert for Katrina's birthday. We prepared for the evening by...well we didn't really prepare that much. Our home is rather toy-free (although books? We got lots of those) so they brought Hungry Hungry Hippos over. This rather noisy game kept Seana occupied on and off for a while.

We put on Dora the Explorer (supplied by Kat and Brad) and ordered some pizza. I had promised Corie that I would teach her to write with my glass dip pens and she did a great job with that. In fact, she was much more adept at it than Kevin is. She has a light touch. We had our pizza (pepperoni) and Seana wandered back to the living room to watch Dora again.

Seana's in the middle of potty training and is currently experiencing a backslide, so she wears Pull-Ups (and frankly I find it a little disturbing that Pull-Ups have their own website, but anyway...). For those of you without kids, pull-ups are thin diapers that pull up and down like underwear. So Seana came out saying "poopy, poopy" and Corie and I were like "Oh, you have to go poopy? Let's go to the potty!" Then Corie says, "wait, what's that on her hand?" Seana identified it for us--poopy.

Apparently she's picked up a recent habit of putting her hand into her diaper, this time with very unpleasant results. But hey, what's a little poopy on a hand? Nothing I can't handle. So I sat her up on the counter and we washed our hands in the sink. Corie pointed out that there was poopy on her shirt, so she went to get another pull-up, the wipes, and Seana's PJs to change into.

Well poor Seana has also been on antibiotics and her poop is a little, shall we say, less formed than usual. We stripped her down, and that's when we discovered the blow-out. We get the clothes off and Corie says "Eeeew, it's on her stomach!" Seana was facing her with her back to me and I said, "Eeeew, it's on her back too!" And her shirt. And her pants.

Okay, so the two of us go to town with the wipes and start getting her cleaned up, and I started to deal with the diaper. I pulled it down a bit, got a whiff, and said, "Someone's gonna barf...and it's me!" I was contemplating how I was going to get this pull-up down without spreading more poop everywhere, but then I remembered that pull-ups now have tear-away sides. I could kiss the person who invented that.

Anyway, I managed to deal with the diaper without barfing. Digory was very interested in the process but Kevin held him back. We got Seana all cleaned up with wipes (I was this far from just popping her in the bathtub, but we got it under control fairly quickly). Corie was incredible. I couldn't have done it without her help.

We went back and finished up Round 2 with Dora, then dipped into our own DVD collection to watch Babe. Seana threw a small tantrum: "Dora! Dora! Dora! You're infringing upon my right to watch the same DVD until the disc self-implodes!" (not a direct quote). A quick, "Sorry Seana, but we're watching the animals" and a little ignoring the crying made that problem go away. All was well. We followed up Babe with Finding Nemo and Seana, Corie, Digory and I all snuggled together on the couch. Digory had been pushed off the couch to make room for Seana but he didn't let that stop him. He just jumped up and sat down on her. Cheeky.

Seana conked out and we finished the movie and then Brad and Katrina came back. All in all it was a fun and relaxing evening. And no comments from the peanut gallery about how I entertained my nieces by showing 3 DVDs. Next time we'll do something more creative.

Posted by Shelby at February 20, 2005 02:21 AM

Apparently I need to not read your blog during breakfast. :)

Posted by: Erik at February 21, 2005 01:17 PM
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