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Ahh, so innocent and sweet looking....

You'd never guess the horrible and disgusting and gruesome things that this guy can create/inflict upon the naive. 

Yesterday after laying him down and walking around/cleaning up for about half an hour, I look down and see something nasty attatched to my shirt.  It looked a little something like this:

Yeah, his nasty cord stump had fallen off and attached itself straight unto my bosom. Damon got home right then and when I handed Ellis to him, it fell on the floor. I asked him if he wanted to keep it as a keepsake... He picked it up and threw it away.

This morning (most mornings), Ellis got a little... constipated.  And I mean he was having a hard time there, for about 2 hours. It was starting to get sad to watch, and he was getting more and more upset.  Thank goodness for babycenter.com and baby books, there's no need to even consult an expert anymore.  There are numerous suggestions on how to relieve constipation in babies- let's just say that I picked the one that seemed like it would offer the quickest and most effective relief.  And it came to pass that I made the right choice.  The wrong choice was in not preparing for the immediate effect, and the manner in which the relief came.  Let's just say it looked almost exactly like this:

It was the worst thing that has ever happened to me. Clothes, pillow cases, sheets, everything in the nearby vicinity.  And then, to top it off, after we stepped out of the shower and I wrapped a robe around us, he peed on us. 

Glad to know all my late nights and made-to-order Chef role is appreciated. 

Good thing he looks so sweet...