Forecast at the Fecal Factory: Blue
Not to continue a poopy conversation, but much of my life these days is mired in manure. I can't help it.
Got a pint of blueberries at the grocery store yesterday. In an effort to keep Maggie happy during a sit down dinner for Jim and I at an actual TABLE with NAPKINS and a TABLECLOTH, I fed most of them to her. Volumes of blueberries, a handful at a time. Apparently we all went a little overboard.
I just changed her diaper and her poo was blue. Not just blue-brown, but BLUE.
So blue that I thought her little bum might be stained with blue.
It was not. Phew.
Got a pint of blueberries at the grocery store yesterday. In an effort to keep Maggie happy during a sit down dinner for Jim and I at an actual TABLE with NAPKINS and a TABLECLOTH, I fed most of them to her. Volumes of blueberries, a handful at a time. Apparently we all went a little overboard.
I just changed her diaper and her poo was blue. Not just blue-brown, but BLUE.
So blue that I thought her little bum might be stained with blue.
It was not. Phew.
3 Comments:
That's hilarious! I turned my baby orange - gave him a few jars of sweet potatos and carrots, but apparently he couldn't process the beta carotene yet. At least know one know about the potentially blue bum: *everyone* had to comment on my "overly tan" child. Ah, motherhood's fun. ;)
Blue? That's nuthin'. Try feeding her a bunch of kiwis once. You'll be AMAZED at the results!
eeeek!!! I love the psychadelic poop after they eat colored frosting on birthday cakes. scary.
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