Aw crap. Literally.

Just because this is my luck:

Went swimming at my parents' this afternoon with R. Realized she was out of swim diapers at the last minute. Figured she'd be okay in just her swim bottoms, rather than making her wear a regular diaper that would absorb 25 lbs of water. She's fine the entire 2 hours we swim, get her out, sit her on my lap to dry her off and hear Pfffffftttttttttt. I look down the back of her bottoms and yeah. Poop. And we're not talking very solid here. My mom looks over and goes, "You have shit running down your leg." Very helpful, Mom.

Just another day in paradise!