Big Poo Poo

So I'm out shopping and I get a text message from Jeff saying, "You'll never believe what I've just been through!" I knew it had to be something relating to poo. So I call him back and he begins to tell me the story.

We had been out and Chase was in his car seat. Jeff knew when he took him out that he has filled his diaper because he smelled and he could feel something wet on his tummy. Jeff just thought it was pee. He begins to take his outfit off and realizes the poop is down Chase's legs. Oh no, he thinks, this is going to get messy. So Jeff, being the prepared man he is (and a little dramatic for those who don't know him well) takes his shirt off to be prepared. (At this point I'm laughing pretty hard.) Jeff continues to take off Chase's shirt and onesie, only to discover the poo is up to his neck and on his stomach and even on his arms!!! WHAT?!! I said. YES, Jeff said. He then proceeds to tell me he used the whole box of wipes, (there are 166 in a box and yes, my husband also exaggerates). He runs upstairs to get our little bath tub and comes back down, only to see Chase rolling around in the poo, which is all over the blanket. Owen is just watching innocently. He finally gets Chase in the bath, rinses out the clothes and the fiasco is over. I get home and yes, there is poo everywhere. We threw away the onesie-it didn't really fit anymore. And then I notice one of the most funny parts of the story-Chase's sleeper is on backwards! Yes, backwards. I know this because I can see the tag and the snaps that are supposed to be at the back are in the front-his little feet are pointed backwards and the elbow pads that are supposed to be on the back are on the front of the elbows. I just laughed and laughed and so did Jeff. It's a riot!