The pit in my stomach when I realized KK had been "quiet" for 15 minutes did not prepare me for what I encountered... 3 different lotions, hand soap, face wash, and the dreaded Vaseline were brilliantly combined into some sort of evil glue that was smeared all over my make-up, jewelry, toothbrushes, and all containers that were on the counter. I threw him in the tub and removed his diaper only to find it full of poop, which he quickly smeared on his hands and feet as if to add an exclamation point to my severely disrupted agenda for the day.
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