I'm gonna push it right on out!

It’s truly amazing how the life of a young parent revolves around poop.  From how many times to how solid to what color to what odor, it all basically boils down to poop.  I saw, up close and personal, what happens to avocado when it takes a tour of a baby’s digestive track.  It really doesn’t change much.  Both plums and bananas make doodie smell sweet and pleasant.  Carrots make nasty poo.  Green peas don’t stay green; they get very dark and smelly.  And breast milk?  Well, breast milk is simply the glue that binds it all together.

I dreamed of poo last night.  I was singing a duet in front of a crowd, to the tune of “He’s Got The Whole World In His Hands”,

I’ve got a big poo, in my pants
I’ve got a big poo, in my pants
I’ve got a big poo, in my pants
I’m gonna push it right on out!

I woke myself and Zack up, singing out loud in my sleep.  And that’s no bullshit…