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Run! Flee, villagers, flee! It’s Baby Vesuvius! I think Killy is the competitive type. I don’t know who he’s trying to compete against, but he’s winning the diaper Olympics. And I thought our cat Me-me had impressive butt-works.

Killy just soiled three diapers in less than a minute! It’s like winning the Huggies Triple Crown, but sweaty horses have a slight edge in the odor department. Like four-legged sweaty roses.

Anyway.

So Killy had just eaten to his little belly’s content when he started to indulge in his second favorite activity. At least there’s no question as to when it happens — you don’t even have to be in the same room to hear it. Think Krakatoa. Unfortunately for me (it’s ok honey, I’ll take one for the team…), Killy had just been handed off to me, so there wasn’t really a way for me to avoid the doody-duty. But as soon as I got him all cleaned off and was grabbing for the clean diaper I had set out, he gets his second wind! And broke it, so to speak. I almost panicked, but regained my cool quickly enough to get the new diaper under him in time….

I had to call for backup by the third time. I just didn’t have enough hands to pull out yet another diaper, keep Killy’s feet from tromping in his prior engagement, and hold a wipe in that strategic spot to keep from getting sprayed with his final attempt.

But boy, we sure ended up with one happy baby! And I’m not surprised. For Killy, this might have been his biggest personal accomplishment to date. The fact that Jen and I were able to successfully contain the eruptions means that we are feeling quite accomplished as well. Hello, parenthood! Bring it on.

EPILOGUE
Not a half hour later, Killy does it again. Where is this all coming from? He hadn’t nursed since before his Hall-of-Fame-worthy performance earlier. Round two hit me out of the blue like lightening from a clear sky. And this time I wasn’t so lucky. Baby Vesuvius turned into a twin volcano - geyser, and he got me. Got me good. We both had to change clothes. I’m trying to fight the good fight, but … MAN DOWN!

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