Last night, Rachael was pretty fussy again. She refused to sleep after drinking milk and she kept crying. So I brought her out to change her diapers. It wasn't very soiled. I changed it for her nevertheless. While changing, I was suddenly SHOT by a strong stream of smelly, yellowish shit. It was so strong and so much that it not only landed on the changing station, on my top and pants but also landed on the floor! What a shitty job it was!
This evening, it happened again. Just that this time round, the shit only landed on my hand. Yucks!!!
Dear Rachael, when you grow up, please remember that daddy, mummy and ah ma had to go through all these shit to bring you up. Please be nice to us.
No comments:
Post a Comment