TRIPLE THREAT

I've been terribly behind on writing about all the kids, so even though this and several following stories are all on the same date, they are realistically spread over the past couple of months.

Like any parents, we jump into action to change a dirty diaper (ok, maybe that makes it sound exciting...it's not) to lessen the awful diaper rash that every baby suffers with. Generally this process begins after specific noises are heard - in Allegra's case it's most likened to the report of a rifle. Loud. Forceful. Deadly.

So we would begin changing the diaper, only to find out that she wasn't done, and in the middle of the chore (usually after already putting the new/clean diaper in place), we get more than we bargained for. We would quickly regroup, and get another diaper on her and be done. Or so we thought.

No sooner is she back in action with a clean diaper, then the 3rd salvo is launched - or dropped? It didn't take us long to realize a trend. We've gotten used to waiting through the 1st blast, the second, and usually a third before we react. They all come in quick succession, so it's not like we're letting her sit around like that for long or anything.

Once we got a handle on that little quirk, it was smooth sailing.