Not that I haven't had bountiful experience with potty-related mishaps. The first night we were home from the hospital this exhausted mom--after being up with a feeding infant all night--brought said infant out to her mom looking like this nightmare:
Yes, that is projectile poop down the front of me. If I remember correctly, I think there also was some pee mixed in there. Now, please be kind. Remember that I had given birth just a few days earlier, that this awful
It's a good thing these little ones are so cute--and bring so much joy into our lives. I feel like Wes has always been a part of our family, and it is amazing to watch him grow into this phenomenal little guy.
By the way, he has a few new tricks as well: