Breaking a Promise

     Well, I know I promised to keep news of James's productions to myself for a week, but this was just too weird not to share.  Read on; you'll see what I mean.

     Last night Grandma and I were preparing to give James a bath.  He doesn't need but two or so a week, but last night's was especially important as James is going to have his picture professionally taken while he is in the buff today, so he needed to be extra clean.  He did not like his bath as much this time and kept wiggling himself all around so that he was virtually submerged in the water.  Perhaps he was cold.  But I digress.  The interesting part came before the bath.

    As we got him all undressed for the bath, we could not help but notice that James had produced a large pile of bright green poo.  And I do mean bright green.  Oh dear, I thought.  James has radioactive intestines.  This means an immediate call to the doctor.  Of course, we had his bath and things all ready then, so we had to do the bath before I could call the doctor.  Then, after the bath was over, I did a quick internet search to see if there was some sort of likely culprit for such an event.  Turns out, according to multiple internet sites and my What to Expect the First Year book, that bright green is a normal color of poo for a baby.  So, for future reference, it is normal for it to look as though Slimer has visited your child's diaper.  This assertion does fly in the face of conventional wisdom, but I'm learning that I know less and less every day.  I suppose parenthood will do that to you.  That, and sleep deprivation.  Nap time.