Yesterday, I didn’t go poo in my diaper even once. I was saving up as an experiment to see if holding it in makes me more cranky. It does. Mommy enjoyed my kvetchiness a good part of the day. She eventually got us out for a nice walk, and we saw David Blane in front of Lincoln Center soon after he had put himself in a water bubble. Then we went to the Park, and after that, to the office so Daddy could watch me for an hour while Mommy worked. At 8:47pm, I finally blasted out two full days’ worth on the way home from the office. I even managed to blast some through my diaper. Good thing Mommy put a pad down in the car seat underneath me (she was waiting for this occasion). Mommy & Daddy said “yay” and were relieved, as was I.
Keep those poos coming, girl.