…this probably was.
I asked my sister to hold Levi up while I ran and got a diaper and wipes.
She could barely handle it.
She even had to have her husband plug her nose.
And all of that fuss was over this.
A normal up-the-back poop.
It really wasn’t even that bad.
You’ve seen worse, right?
I think she recovered though.
She just prefers when he’s clean…and smells good.
Someday, Aunt Anne will be ready to give Levi a cousin.
In the meantime, I’ll try to be a good sister and wait patiently.
And not bother her about it.
This doesn’t count as bothering, does it?