The Wave Of Stink

Walked into Declan's room this morning and was greeted with the strong smell of sour milk. Turned up the light and found my little guy covered in vomit. Crusted in his hair, in his ear, all over his pjs and piled on his sheets.

Oh my.

So much for daycare. This little man needed a bath.

He was so good. Let me strip him down to his diaper before lifting him out of his crib. Then he followed me around in his Thomas the Tank Engine robe while I prepared his bath and cleaned up his crib. 

Just a lazy day at home to make sure he was feeling better.

Daddy was lucky this all went down on a day when he was at work.

Or he thought he was lucky.

Then he had to change a gross poop diaper this evening and just when he thought he was almost done a poop fell on the floor and he had to pick it up.