Thanks for sparing us the visuals.

Our crazy morning of dropping Silas off at school, grocery shopping, baby music class, working out, garage saleing, PTO meeting, copy making, and surprise teacher birthday party planning with 26 first graders (and a 4 and 1 year old) was not assisted by an explosive diaper. Possibly the worst in my 6+ year career. His shoe was filled with it! I was changing him in the back of a cracker crumb filled van while it was raining. Luckily I had a spare pair of socks and was able to borrow pants from the YMCA.