“This poopy diaper is the worst disaster since World War II!”
“I didn’t even know poo could get there!”
This is what happens when Benji saves up his poo. Now he’s a hot potato, and you never know what you’ll get when you open up that diaper.
In non-Benji news, we’re looking at replacing a portion of our downstairs flooring. This, it turns out, is nearly as intensive and costly as replacing the roof. However, we think it will make the house much nicer and easier to keep clean as Benji gets older.
And, last but not least, I’m also trying out replacements for my road bike. This is fun because I get to try out lots of zippy, lightweight high-end bikes.