A few weeks ago I came home one day and Amber immediately informed me that Couper had eaten a few stool softeners. We called my mom (she’s an RN) and she said not to worry that he’d be fine.
This had occurred much earlier in the day, so I was mystified to find out that Couper had not had a dirty diaper. It was date night and my mind quickly shifted to spending time with Amber. We took off for a night on the town leaving Couper with Alyssa, an amazing sitter that we use for date night.
When we returned Alyssa’s face looked to be filled with terror. I asked her if everything went alright. She replied, “Yeah, except he had a REALLY REALLY MEGA BAD diaper blow up!”
All I could do was burst out laughing.
Moral of the story? Don’t eat stool softeners and warn the baby sitter.
Or don’t…what the heck.
