Poo, poo and more poo !

And I am not just talking about this afternoon's football result which was absolute poo with a capital 'S'.

Yes, we actually had the teenagers cleaning up poo this afternoon. Not from dirty nappies either. Real stinky dog poo from the garden. If they can do that, changing nappies should be a breeze. Needless to say, the mood in Teenagerville is a little black this evening, but they have now taken the dogs for a walk, something they should have done first thing this morning.

While on the subject of poo, Molly managed to dirty no fewer than 6 nappies during one single change this week. A truly stupendous feat. Every time Helen thought she had finished and went to slip a new clean nappy on, she just squeezed some more out.

Helen is feeling less like poo today and generally seems much happier, now that she has a clearer idea of what is causing all the pain. Our GP is "very confident" that it is all musculo-skeletal, but did say that a bit like a broken rib, there is not much that can be done and it will take about 6 weeks to get better.

We had some fun today squirting breast milk into Molly's right eye. No, this is not some new and slightly bizarre sport nor a reason to call Child Protection in. She has a slightly gummy eye and the health Visitor says that dropping a bit of breast milk into the eye is the best natural cure, as breast milk is an antiseptic. Mind you, she also believes that the Earth is banana-shaped and that sheep's bladders can be used to prevent earthquakes.

Better go, I think I need a poo...