Not one for the faint hearted (Poo Tale)

Today we play catch up at work; the boss is back from three days away and I have a lot of correspondance to bring him up to date on at some point during the day. Then we have lunch with the Navy and work in the afternoon.

I got an email from Barry today, his daughter is looking much bigger now, she will be enormous when I get back to the UK in December!

It seems the bug that Gareth and David have had has wiped out half of the Western Cape. David exploded last night (OK he pooed a lot). Gareth went out to band practice and I was looking after David. I started to feed him (home made beef stew) when he started farting..at least I hoped he was farting.. turns out not to be the case. He started grimacing so I thought "oh dear, best get him out of the high chair and change him ASAP" I picked him up and glanced back at the chair.... I could see a rather large deposit of pale yellow/green creamy poo! Yikes! How much is left in the nappy... So as I am holding the baby at half-an-arms length with both hands trying not to get by new trousers covered in poo, the phones rings !!!! Eventually get to it, David in one hand, phone in the other - wrong number!!!!

Anyway, got David down on the mat, changed his nappy, thought "best take off his clothes in case the poo got anywhere else" - sure enough right up his back to his shoulders!! ? How does it defy gravity like that? It always amazes me. Took quite a while to sort him out.

We are struggling to find somewhere with a free place for nursery for David. Gareth checked one out yesterday which he thought was brilliant but they are fully booked til 2007. :-(
Hopefully not all the good ones will be gone...