Poop Bomb

My grandson Austin had a problem yesterday. His mommy was changing his diaper but he was not finished with his pooping. The final soft ball of poo was just exiting his bod when a fart bubble behind it forced it out like an explosion said his dad Shawn. The poop went everywhere, in mommys face, hair, clothes, all over. That kind of projectile pooping makes granpa oh so proud. Further she also got puked on too. Which of course he did after taking his botttle. Thats why moms are so important to babies they can still lovem even after that. The picture (insert) is from a recent trip to Meijers. While we were there the fire alarm went off. The workers just ignored it. The screeching noise really bothered us so Shawn went of and grabbed a pair of headphones and put them on Aussie. He seemed perfectly happy with them during the sirens. I think he looked like an air controller. I have been watching the Pacers the last couple of games. I am trying to figure why they are so interesting yet bad. Larry Bird has't put together anything wonderful but the players are a cohesive unit that gives its all. It may not be enough but they are our there hustling. Mike Dunleavy has been out all season, Granger is hurt, Foster has had back troubles, Brandon Rush seems lost at times, but still they are fun. It must be that the previous editions of the Pacers were so awful to watch that this seems like a good thing. Basketball for me has not been kind. Besides the Pacers, IU is suffering a horrible season, Greenfield Central is 3-15, and only Butler has been any good, but they hit a speed bump lately. Susan is going to retire at the end of this year. Shawn is going back to school at Ivy Tech, so is Tiffany. Mike already goes there as does Tim. Devis is also attending there which makes 5. Pat is getting ready to graduate from IUPUI which is where I graduated from. I think that makes us a well educated family. Oh Susan did her undergrad work at Indiana Central and her graduate work at Butler, which is where my Dad went.