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The other day I was changing Jackson and it turned into a fiasco! He's peed on me a few times while changing him, but I'm usually quick to grab the diaper before it gets too out of hand. Well, this time things got HORRIBLY out of hand! I'm grabbing the diaper out of the top drawer of his changing dresser and when I look up, my little man is peeing up a storm, straight into the air (I must say, the height was impressive). When I hurried to try and difuse the bomb, the spray turned toward the window and started soaking the blinds. At this point I am laughing because it really was funny. I start grabbing some wipes when I hear Jackson grunt... I am still trying to wrap my head around what happened next. I don't know how the dude did it, but he shot what I will term a "poop bomb" an impossible distance! There was poop from the top of the closet door to the bottom of the door and carpet. Here is a picture to illustrate just how far of a distance this is:
I stood there dumbfounded for a minute because it was unbelievable! After the whole ordeal I felt like Ron Burgandy in Anchorman when he is talking to his dog Baxter and says, "You ate the whole wheel of cheese? How'd you do that? I'm not even mad... that's amazing." 