Shanna was really cheerful and sweet and tolerant all through the shower this morning. Sometimes she’s not, so this was awesome. She was even tolerant of me lying her on the floor of the bathtub so I could get out without dropping her or falling. That is a major concession in her world. So then I wrap towels around each of us and walk in to the changing table. She starts to fuss right before I lay her down. When I bend over to put her on the table I notice…

Big. Huge. Gobs of cheese dripping down my collar bone to my breast and stomach. She’s covered from chin to navel with cheese.

*sigh* So much for not smelling cheesy today.

And of course since she has purged she must refill the tank and nothing will do but nursing for a while.

I used to be able to leave the house in under thirty minutes. Now when I call someone at 9:30 I tell them I *might* be able to get there at 11:30. I’ll call when I can leave the house. *sigh*