After the close call with potty training we had a few weeks back, Carson now continually denies the presence of any poop in his diaper. Since his poo practically smells like roses or freshly baked cookies *bullshit*, I occasionally miss a dirty diaper.
He is content to sit in his own filth until I finally get around to changing his diaper. Poor guy has probably sat in poop for HOURS.
Not really. (Well maybe really.)
Of course I change his diaper on a very regimented schedule. (Or maybe I should??)
How often do you change diapers? I’m just curious to see if you do it as often as I do, you know, the MOTHER OF THE YEAR.
(Here’s a link to the inspiration for the post title. I mean, if you care. Not that I expect you to, just in case you were wondering. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hRrZZcb5UYU. Beware, if you listen to the song, it’ll be in your head until the end of time.)