Parenthood changes you.

Until you have a child, it is difficult to understand how fascinating poop can become. We find ourselves conversing about poop on a daily basis. Like discussing fine wine or art, we talk about colors, textures and aroma. Lately, frequency has become the topic of import. I guess Ben decided to give me a birthday present by taking a break from pooping. Of course, by day 4 I was getting a little worried. I then found myself doing things I never thought I would do (or hoped not to have to do), with the thermometer and a glycerine suppository. After a little assist, he is back on track, and the best part of it was that he waited until his Omi could change the diapers.