It seems the prunes have struck once again...this time making their way out of the diaper. Hence, the reason for
depantsing the little. But, darn it, doesn't she look happy letting everything hang out. No worries about her thigh rolls, loving the draft and a little tickled that she has the power to make Mom gag, squeal, and jump around the room. Get a little poo on your finger and you'd be gagging, squealing and jumping around the room too. But if it produces a smile like this, I'm happy to be such cheap entertainment.
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