So, um, the rooster has come home to roost. (Or whatever that expression is!) The ham and 17-bean soup that Ollie ate for lunch AND dinner yesterday created the most foul, most stinky, most copious poop I have ever seen.
And at this point, you'll be asking: "And you thought it was OKAY to give a 16-month old a soup made with seventeen different beans? Are you crazy?!"
And you would be right.
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