Did you hear the explosion?

Karl exploded this morning. It was the worst it's ever been. He called to us to let us know he was awake this morning and he was covered head to toe. Literally.

Before I go on, I will admit I slept through the whole thing. It was my morning to get up but my wonderful inlaws took care of the kids this morning and let us sleep in. Yay.

Anywho, about the poop. He was wearing footed pajamas and he filled the legs (yes, it was down to his feet) and got up to his armpits. Yuck. All over the blanket and the sheet too. It was one of those that needed a load of laundry done and a bath for the baby before it was cleaned up.

Heh. I can't believe I'm blogging about poop.

Mr karl is no longer a baby.

He's just getting so damned big. I swear, I'm not going to blink anymore.

We are losing our pediatrician.

We have the best pediatrician in the world. Problem is, he is in his mid to upper 60s or even 70s. And we were just waiting for him to retire.

We got the letter today. While he's not retiring, he accepted a part time job up in Denver. Which, I'm assuming, is just his first step in retiring. He has a very successful practice in which he's had through generations. (seriously, I meet mommies in the waiting room whom had him as their own pediatrician as a baby). I couldn't see him just retiring all at once, so step one in the process of learning not to be such a busy doctor.

He took care of us and got us another pediatrician already, but, oh man, I'm going to miss him terribly. I literally cried when I read the letter today.

I hate being right.

Karl's right ear is a 4 out of 4 on the bad ear infection scale.

My poor baby.

Another ear infection.

~grumble~

I think baby karl has another ear infection. This will be infection #3. He's pulling at his ear and not eating, which is his telltale signs. Ugh. And he's not AS happy as he usually is. Mind you, he's still happy as hell, he just actually has a few grumpy sessions now.

Right now he's sitting in his high chair in the living room (this is where I have my computer) and eating a biter biscuit. It's the first thing, besides a bottle, I've been able to have him interested in for the past 2 days. He's not even really eating it - more like bashing it on the tray like a drum stick. Allison is playing peek-a-boo with him and he's laughing big belly laughs. Love it.

Appointment at 11:30a today for an ear check. I wonder how many ear infections warrant tube placement. Allison had ear infection after ear infection, and she's had two sets of tubes placed. But she never responded to the antibiotics, I always had to get her those terrible set of three antibiotic shots. Karl has responded to the oral antibiotics. I'd rather not give him those though - I don't want him to build up a tolerance at such a young age.

Ah, he's chewing on his biscuit now. Awesome.