|Evil laugh: Bwahahahahaha!|
Right after Julie gave birth to Natalie, the nurses at the hospital gave us all the necessary supplies to take care of a baby, such as formula, bottles, burp cloths, swaddling blankets, and diapers. They explained these to us, letting us know some basic useful information about each one. But when they got to the diapers, they said, "Look. This is cool. You see this stripe right here? It turns blue when the baby has wet her diaper."
I ooh-ed and ahh-ed at this marvel of modern technology. Then I asked what I thought was the obvious next question: "But how do you know if she has pooped her diaper? Is there a line for that?" The nurse replied, "Oh... you just know..." as she gave an evil laugh.
Fast forward to this weekend. Through my vast experience with dirty diapers, I do agree that "you just know" if your baby pooped her diaper (as long as your nose is working). But lately this "smell test" has been failing me. Sometimes I smell something foul, but when I change her diaper, nothing is there and I realize that Allie has only passed some morbid gas. I was tired of changing her diaper when she hasn't dirtied it, so when I smelled something this weekend, I decided to pull her diaper aside a little bit to check if she actually went. But as soon as I did, I felt something wet. I cautiously looked down, and on the tip of my fingers... was poop. POOP! Oh my god! Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod! POOOOOOOP! My wife was just watching me unravel into a panicking little boy and all she could do was shake her head as she gave an evil laugh.
So now (of course), every time my wife thinks that Allie has dirtied her diaper, she hands her off to me. Then she laughs evilly and asks, "Why don't you do the dip test?"