The Great Poop Shoot Out

Chapter 1
I heard Andy frantically and angrily yelling for me today when I was in the back room while he was in the office changing Tiegan's diaper.  I was annoyed, of course.  How hard is it to change a diaper.  Do you really have to rudely call out for back up?  Well, yes.  When I came upon the scene I saw a frantic Andy who was yelling to me to watch where I stepped.  I looked around and noticed poop on the floor outside the office, then on the door and all over the changing table.  Apparently the way he holds her legs while he is wiping her sets her up like a machine gun and timing was impeccable.

Chapter 2
So, now a few days later, I am changing her.  She usually waits to poop for me until I have the new fresh and clean diaper on her.  Today she chose to poop while I was in the middle of putting the new diaper on her.  I asked Andy to get me another wipe.  When he returned he chose to stand at the end of the changing table.  As I lifted her up to clean her she let more go and sent poop flying straight through the air at dad.  I have never seen him move so quickly and I will never forget the expression on his face.  We could barely clean up the mess through our laughter.

Blue Eyes, Brown Eyes

The bet is on.  Will Tiegan's eyes be brown or blue?  I think they will be brown while Andy thinks they will be brown.  So we have placed a wager on it.  Whoever is right will receive a $25 Caribou Coffee gift card.  I'm pretty confident that I will win the gift card.  Even if Andy loses though he will be a winner cause then he will share blue eyes with his littlest girl.

The Assessment

In the Maternal Assessment room waiting for evaluation. Nurse = Sue

The Arrival

As we arrived, I dropped Stacy off a the Emergency Room entrance. I had a great opportunity to wish her "Good Luck" and pretend to drive off (actually went to park the van). It was still fun to see the reaction of all the onlookers.

Once inside, Stacy amazed everyone as she denied any form of assistance. She was offered wheelchairs and help up to the 2nd floor -- all of which she turned down. "Are you sure honey?" My super-human rockstar wife!

Getting all our ducks in a row.

Called the nurse line a second time. Apparently there was a misunderstanding as the nurse claims she told us to go "right away" to the hospital. Instead we were just hanging around at home waiting for her to call us back. So we are packing up the van and heading out. Still no contractions.

Empty house

Dogs and kids are off to Camp Mickelson.

Getting a professional opinion

Still no contractions. We decided to call the nurse line. She advised us to prepare, so we have called Margie and Arnie to come get the kids. They are on their way.