Sprayed

So there I was, minding my own business, just changing Emily's diaper. I think you know where I'm going with this one. She let out a couple squeaks, so I was trying to hurry, but I wasn't fast enough. She definitely sprayed poop on my arm, chest, and face. Yes, it got on my face, people. I promise I did not sign up for this when I decided to birth a bowling ball. So to get her back, I'll probably tell this story to her Prom date when she's 16 years old. :)