Poosplosions & Curry

Holy Crap! What a day! Three poosplosions. 

The first was just as we got out of bed, this is not nice to deal with let alone when you just wake up. This one so so bad we both needed a bath AND I was compelled to photographically document the event.
The Second was in a fabric shop in Levin, the ladies in the store thought it was hilarious when little bed let rip with an almighty grunt. A costume change was preformed on the back seat at the side of the road.

The last and thankfully the least was on the way home after our big day out, requiring yet again another costume change. Where on earth does it all come from you ask? Well, the curry I ate may of had something to do with it but I do believe this little darling is simply a magnificent pooer. (I am so glad I am at Mums, where washing magically happens)

Sorry about all the poop stories but this is how we roll, and I want to remember the good with the downright dirty bits of babyhood.

 In between Charli's rear end exploding, we drove to Paraparam to so Baby Bear could meet a wonderful woman named Lea. We stopped in Shannon for a looksey, levin for fabric, and Otaki for lunch. After our little road trip, we went to Aunty Margs and Greys for a delicious curry dinner (more rocket fuel for Charli). Cousin Rachel was there and took me up on my offer to let her change Charli's nappy,  I love it when that happens. I also love being home to see all the wonderful, silly creatures that are my family.