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		<title>By: Shawna</title>
		<link>http://thinkmuch.com/blog/archives/2005/10/02/firsts/comment-page-1/#comment-2347</link>
		<dc:creator>Shawna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 08:32:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Tee hee hee!  That&#039;s hilarious!  I had a similar thing happen with Devyn.  I was showing her off to the people at my former job (a law office no less), and I could hear the pooping.  I grabbed her quick and ran into the other room because I could tell it was a doozy from the sound of it.  Here I am in the middle of a law office with a newborn baby, in her best and most expensive outfit, trying to figure out how I am going to discretely clean up the poop without smelling up the whole office.  Devyn&#039;s outfit was thrashed, so I had to change her.  And of course everyone asked why I changed her clothes.  Duh!  It was awful.  But it sounds like you handled your poop nightmare with ease!  

-Shawna</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tee hee hee!  That&#8217;s hilarious!  I had a similar thing happen with Devyn.  I was showing her off to the people at my former job (a law office no less), and I could hear the pooping.  I grabbed her quick and ran into the other room because I could tell it was a doozy from the sound of it.  Here I am in the middle of a law office with a newborn baby, in her best and most expensive outfit, trying to figure out how I am going to discretely clean up the poop without smelling up the whole office.  Devyn&#8217;s outfit was thrashed, so I had to change her.  And of course everyone asked why I changed her clothes.  Duh!  It was awful.  But it sounds like you handled your poop nightmare with ease!  </p>
<p>-Shawna</p>
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		<title>By: Karin</title>
		<link>http://thinkmuch.com/blog/archives/2005/10/02/firsts/comment-page-1/#comment-2345</link>
		<dc:creator>Karin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2005 16:40:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That is hilarious...remember my Emily Rotisserie story...the same thing happened to me at the mall, but I didn&#039;t have an extra outfit, I had to go buy one.  My mother and I were holding Emily in the air while rotating her to get all the poop of of her.  I also ran out off wipes so we were using wet paper towels!  It was just a disaster, but we were also laughing hysterically.  Sounds like you handled it well and were a lot better prepared than me!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is hilarious&#8230;remember my Emily Rotisserie story&#8230;the same thing happened to me at the mall, but I didn&#8217;t have an extra outfit, I had to go buy one.  My mother and I were holding Emily in the air while rotating her to get all the poop of of her.  I also ran out off wipes so we were using wet paper towels!  It was just a disaster, but we were also laughing hysterically.  Sounds like you handled it well and were a lot better prepared than me!</p>
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