tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437448.post1521985415469907564..comments2008-02-06T06:39:03.535-05:00Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14363867140919109904david.scarpetti@gmail.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437448.post-4803062198234109562008-02-06T06:39:00.000-05:002008-02-06T06:39:00.000-05:00One night up because of diaper rash left me so tired, I bent the door back on the mrs' brand new car by backing up with the door open against a parking meter.Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14363867140919109904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437448.post-83357398615277175622008-02-05T16:26:00.000-05:002008-02-05T16:26:00.000-05:00Baby Boy EC has the diaper rash. Mrs. EC insists that we let baby hang out sans pamper to let him air out. First time in the crib hanging free, he pees on my foot, then poops on the crib.<BR/><BR/>Course, Mrs. EC insists on doing this again, once again, BB EC poops in the crib.endangered coffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15544936382793992882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437448.post-50719794054265801822008-01-31T23:14:00.000-05:002008-01-31T23:14:00.000-05:00Oh, dave, I feel for ya. We dealt with the pukeys while on vaca at the Jersey shore a couple of years back. So far this year, we've been pretty lucky - some colds and such, but no GI (that sound you hear is me knocking on my wooden head for luck...).Lorence, Columbus, Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16772599126511191814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437448.post-75277336771005701602008-01-31T22:50:00.000-05:002008-01-31T22:50:00.000-05:00It's not like parents are the only one's that go through this. Didn't you guys get your vomit-cleanup training in college like I did?karlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437448.post-32515208134167989562008-01-30T11:16:00.000-05:002008-01-30T11:16:00.000-05:00At least we got to pump the economy by consuming large quantities of cleaning products. I feel like an American now damnit.Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14363867140919109904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437448.post-60791801934146602302008-01-30T10:59:00.000-05:002008-01-30T10:59:00.000-05:00Wow.<BR/><BR/>Right there with you, though. I remember the days where I could just be sick. Now, almost invariably, when I'm sick, Son is sick, too, so I get to be sick parent.GDadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18307127026012212518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437448.post-40022766949633758532008-01-30T10:30:00.000-05:002008-01-30T10:30:00.000-05:00Eh. No sweat. I hope you have some fun today.Clamnoreply@blogger.com