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We all have had our moments with our children.... Especially the messy moments... The 
diapers so full of poo that it is almost gooshing out... Yea gross I know, especially if you are 
a first time mother.... These experiences are one of many more to come... To my surprise 
this morning as I was playing on the computer (myspace) Paying no mind to my 7 almost 8 
month old son Trevor playing quietly in the living room. Thinking all was good and clear... 
Thought I had absolutely baby proofed everything.... All the sudden I heard a cry and I didnt 
see my son hiding behind his bouncer in the corner... Niave me so so niave thinking he is 
just stuck and is fussing because he cannot figure out how to get out of the corner.... (Don't I 
wish).... As I peer around the corner there sits my son with two big fists full of dog poo... 
Covered from head to toe and luckly if you want to call it luck it might have just been the 
smell that convinced my son not to put his hands in his mouth... I just stood there looking in
amazment how did I miss that, OMG look at my son, OMG is that my son.......? So i run over 
pick him up under his arms holding him out before he can get a hold of more than he already 
has... My hands are full I bang my head against my Mom's bedroom door telling her to come 
help... She comes out and just laughs ( Thanx mom) after having her moment of hurmor we 
put him in the tub clothes, diaper and all and just start wiping off all the poo... Me half gaging 
my son just sits there playing so innocently... After cleaning off the poo we strip him down 
and stick him in the sink run clean water with LOTS of bubbles.... I mean LOTS! I had to get 
rid of the smell... Soaking the rag in Johnson & Johnson baby soap I start to clean my son... 
He just looks up at me with those big beautiful blue Trevor eyes and smiles....
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