Yesterday, Kyle was playing with Isabel when he suddenly had a coughing fit so bad that it sounded like he was choking. I was about to ask him if he was ok when suddenly we heard a sound we'd never heard before... Isabel laughing! Yes, that's right, my sweet little angel laughed at the sound of her dad coughing to death. She's a rotten little stinker with a twisted sense of humor... just like her mom. Anyway, it was a joyful, tinkling little laugh, but so far we've been unable to get her to reproduce it.
Speaking of rotten little stinkers, a few days ago she produced so much shit that I literally stared at her for five minutes wondering how I was going to extricate her from it all. The poop had escaped the bounds of her diaper and exploded halfway up her back. While I was planning the logistics of how to deal with so much foulness, she proceeded to pee everywhere, just to make sure her point had been made. There was no way to get her onesie off without getting that nastiness all over her, so I settled for quickly pulling her clothes off, wiping off as much poop as possible, and dunking her in a bath.
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