Gabe has a big freckle on the back of his leg just below his calf. Every time I change his diaper I think he has a spot of poop on his leg. It’s just the right colour. Even though I know it’s not poop, there’s always a startling moment, a brief instant where my heart jumps and my brain calculates where else the poop might be, like all down his legs or on my hands. Then it registers. That’s not poop, it’s a freckle. This all happens in a fraction of a fraction of a millisecond. Every time! Why am I fooled by a freckle several times a day? So I remind myself that Gabe has a poop-like freckle and I will not be fooled next time around. No sir. And then next time I change his diaper, “Aww crap (literally)! Not again. Wait. It’s his freckle.”
January 2020
6 years ago
2 comments:
I totally had this same experience when I was changing Bryant's diapers... his was actually in the diaper area and I would wipe and wipe before remember, "Oh ya, its a freckle!" Too funny!
Haha that's hilarious Allison. I do that with a freckle on my finger except I don't think it's poop. Lol that would be weird.
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