Poop

Poop. It's a beautiful thing. Maybe some of you who are ways off of newborns have forgotten. When we brought our baby home. We waited.... and waited...."Shouldn't he have pooped by now?" "I don't know. Should we call the doctor?" Followed by more waiting. "He did a little one at the hospital..."

Suddenly from the back room

"YEAH!!!! Daddy he pooped!"

The phones starts flying off of the hook. Parents get called. I think we should go ahead and extend things to a full-on 1st poop party. We could make banners and paper plates and paper cups that say "Congrats on your 1st poopy" We would probably have to serve chocolate cake or tapioca pudding?

1st poop party, Whadya think??

Nevvy

Trying this thing out

So...I am not sure who will read this. That is probably a bad start, but there it is. I am also not sure I have a lot to contribute-that's two strikes...but I can't seem to get the idea to go away. So I am going to follow in the footsteps of some good friends of mine, and try this out. The title "Mental Bacon Bits" came to me at 4 in the morning while I was rocking our new baby. I figured what I would blog would be little random bits that might add some flavor to your day- in one way or another. I am not deep or funny-which lands me squarely in the territory of shallow and a little twisted.

Hope you enjoy

Nevvy