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M is still recovering from a poop extravaganza yesterday. Despite valiant efforts to contain said poop, the unfortunate event resulted in it trailing down the hallway, smeared down M's shirt and jeans, flung on the nursery door, covering Bea's clothes, legs, arms, etc. Needlesstosay, after bathing the baby (sans clothes for M), mopping the floors, going through an entire container of sanitizing wipes, and doing laundry on the "heavy soil" cycle, M feels like she was just awarded the ultimate mommy prize. Bring it on.