Today is my two month birthday. To celebrate my mother betrayed my trust. She had spent all these last two months generally doing nice things for me. After today's incident I'm not sure that I'll ever be able to trust her again. The day started well enough. We got up a little earlier than usual. She got me all bundled up and put some cute clothes on me. I thought, "This is different, we never go anywhere this early in the a.m." as we approached our destination, clarity arrived. We were going to the doctor. The previous trips have been
ok. It's certainly not something I look forward to, but I like my doctor and it's nice to see some other babies. Things quickly turned more insidious!!
There I was minding my own business when a villain arrives with three pointy items. She wasted little time in jabbing them into my legs. My cries fell on deaf ears. My mommy did nothing to save me from this foul beast!!! I can say with authority that this was the worst of my 59 days this side of the womb!!
Retribution was swift and sweet. When we got back home I was left in my car seat for a short time. I took the opportunity to poo like I have never pooed before. I successfully navigated my waste out of the diaper, down through a convenient crack in the car seat and on to the floor.
When mom picked me up she found a little surprise to clean up. The best part was that she didn't actually move the car seat for several hours. Boy was she surprised to find my little deed. I just hope that she got the message and that she will save me from future grievances!

Note the bruise on my right leg