
In addition to a peckish, snort-filled, and coughing baby, he started giving out volumnious amount of wet, stinky poo that squeezes out from the back of his diapers if you're not careful, twice to three times a day. We learned the art of changing diapers in really weird locations. (I once changed him on a stage in a Mexican restaurant in Fremantle, Perth because it didn't have a baby changing room.) I also discovered that the vineyards have really nice, well equipped baby changing room. (Bless their souls!)
Anyhow, Kai left his mark in this restaurant. Somehow, as I carried him up to go to the changing room, one drop of poop popped out from his diaper and landed on the floor.
Here's him and Terence before the lovely incident.

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