foaming eruption's

Foaming Eruption's

1. Lately, our kitchen sink seems to be draining slowly. So last week we poured an entire bottle of draino down it to unclog it but it only seemed to make it worse. Instead of spending a ton of money on liquid acid, I decided to look online for a less expensive (and a little more environmentally friendly) way to fix our little problem. So this morning I looked online and found two suggestions: the first being baking soda and vinegar and the other being a bottle of coke (not sure if this one is environmentally friendly). I had a little bit of baking soda and vinegar on hand so I gave it a try this morning. I felt a little nervous like a kid doing an experiment because I wasn't sure how much to expect of my "foaming eruption". Unfortunately, I didn't have much vinegar on hand so I haven't been able to do the recommended 1/2 box of baking soda and a jug of vinegar to wash it down. But it was fun seeing the little bit I did (so far it hasn't helped with my sink situation). Hopefully later today I can go buy some vinegar so I can do the full dose. I think it will be a fun experiment.. I'll keep you posted on the outcome. (Let me know if you have any "home remedy" ideas of how to deal with this as it's a common occurrence in our home.)

2. My second foaming eruption wasn't quite so "fun" but yet quite the experience. Wendell, Harlie and I were playing outside today when I noticed that Harlie was clearing out her bowls (note: I had just changed her diaper about 20 minutes prior so I was feeling pretty safe). Well, on the third "toot" I thought I had better check out the situation. And, I must say, with this being my second child, I have NEVER seen this before. A FOAMING ERUPTION coming out the back of her diaper and up her back - just like boiling water spilling over the edge of a pan (bubbles and everything). It did eventually retreat back down into the diaper but not with a little (or not so little) spill down the side of my pants onto the steps by the door. First of all, I was in shock by what I had just witnessed. Then I realized I was alone.. well I guess I had Wendell and Buster outside with me.. but not so helpful. I couldn't just strip down outside... and I couldn't just leave Wendell (knowing this was going to take awhile to clean up) outside. But the good Lord helped out. I explained to Wendell the situation and that I needed him to come inside for a bit so I could clean up and he did without complaining! So amazingly, the clean up wasn't as bad as I anticipated and luckily I didn't get it on my shoes. But that is one for the books. And in case anyone is curious, Wendell rarely pooped or pee'd (maybe two or three times) on us and we have lost count with Harlie (at least 10+ times). Every time we change her diaper we have to be very fast or prepare to be squirted because she has projectile poop (like a bird) and a very sneaky way of peeing (the puddle that just keeps growing). I know this is all initiation of parenthood but does it have to be so gross??