The diaper blowout that changed me as a father
So I'm at Target with my 2 year old and she has what can only be described as a nuclear incident in her diaper. I'm standing there covered in poop trying to figure out how this even happened when she looks at me and says 'Daddy stinky!' Lady next to me is trying not to laugh. I just grabbed a pack of diapers, went to the bathroom, did my best, and left. My wife asked how the trip went and I said 'We do not speak of this.' That was three months ago and I'm still not over it.
Oh man, welcome to parenthood. I had my first blowout horror story last month and now I carry like five extra outfits everywhere. At least you lived to tell the tale!