I Can Jinx Myself Even Without Speaking

This morning, as I changed one of Joseph's stinky-but-roll-y poo diapers, I thought in my head "Gee, I'm so glad I didn't spring for the diaper sprayer, since his in-between poo only lasted about a month". Then, 15 minutes later, I heard a "Pffffftt". I look down at Joseph, who is playing on the floor with his back turned to me (thank goodness). There is poo up his shirt and on the outside of his cover. Oy. So off to the changing pad we go. 3 diapers, 4 cloth wipes and a few dunks in the toilet later, and he's clean and fresh again.

Babies can be so gross.

ps. I still don't think I'm going to get the sprayer.

pps. I'm convinced the mess would have been worse with a disposable. I just wish he'd had a fitted instead of a prefold on - the elastic back would have probably contained all the mess!