My Seussical Life for 2004 October 16

Yesterday we played in our backyard for a couple of hours, and when we came in, I noticed that Samuel had an unnatural posture, the kind that comes from a poopey diaper left too long (I couldn't smell it outside because of the wind). I had to strip him down and rinse him off in the bathroom sink because his diaper rash was so bad. The whole time Samuel was screaming in pain (poor baby!), and Atticus was rushing around, finding favorite toys to give him, and trying and comfort him with cooing words. As soon as I had spread Desitin all over Samuel's rear-end and inner thighs, put a diaper on him, and wrapped him in a cozy quilt, Atticus informed me that his hand felt itchy. Who knew that we have poison ivy growing in our yard? I washed his hands with soap and water, put hydrocortizone on the blistery-red-bumpies, and I wrapped all the irritated parts of his hand in gauze and first aid tape.