Disclaimer:
If you have a weak stomach or are not well versed in blowout diapers or if you’re about to go out and enjoy a romantic Valentine’s dinner, you may want to avert your eyes. I just thought this was too disgusting not to post.

Alright, so as I was getting a load of laundry in the wash this afternoon, my ever-helpful son ran to me and said “Ooooweee mama, Gracie poopoo!” He doesn’t usually announce these things to me, so I went to check on Mary Grace who was enjoying her Johnny Jump-up (which we did, indeed, find in the garage and she does, in fact, love).

This is how I found her.