The daughter just pooped all over herself, me and the furniture we were in. It's official - she's a real live baby!! Ah, the melodious tones of the washing machine... This kid makes more laundry in a day than Yoav and I do in a week (especially when you include slipcovers! Aren't we glad we HAVE slipcovers?!).
Here's a pic of girlfriend smiling (looks like it to me!). Note the nicely rounded belly - this was pre-explosive-pooping.
And yes, eventually this blog will not revolve around my daughter's bodily functions. Um, bli neder.