This blog isn't all about poop and gas, but I can't resist. Today was our second time at church with Evie. This time she was awake for most of the service, and sat on Daddy's lap.
As the pastor was preaching, and all was quiet except for his voice, Evie let one rip. TOOOOOT! It was an adult-sized fart that seemed to echo. People around us giggled. Erick pointed at Evie. A pastor who shall remain nameless whispered, "Nice job, Erick!"
I blame the probiotics. We are trying half a packet of Culturelle for Kids in her nightly g-tube feeding to help her be less gassy. So far she is still gassy--just louder! We'll give the probiotics a little longer to work though. Maybe she's just clearing out her system.
|Getting better at taking Ollie the oxygen to church! You wouldn't even know it was there (until you almost trip)!|
Hahhaha oh, Evie. Even your farts are so cute!!ReplyDelete