My husband was cuddling our youngest son last night on our bed. When I picked the baby up to change him I noticed that another poo explosion had occurred, and that it had shot straight down the leg of his babygro. I asked my husband to check the bed sheets to make sure nothing had made its way onto our (of course they would be) white bed sheets. He reassured me that all was well. Anyway this morning in the clear light of day I was horrified to learn that we had indeed been sleeping in bedsheets covered with baby poo all night. Husband clearly did a “man look” when inspecting the sheets!
