So, according to a few of my very few readers, my posts about Penelope seem to focus frequently on her poop. As my Mom told me, I even appear to be proud of Penelope's pooping prowess (try saying that three times fast). Well, I am. I am proud of my little poop machine. As much as I hate dealing with the consequences, I am very fascinated by her fecal feats. And, at least at this point, pooping is one of her primary activities, so it naturally becomes a frequent topic of conversation, both at home and in the blog. I think Katie and I compete for the nastiest poop experience.
