The last thing I need is another guilt trip yet I have a baby that is this happy even though his butt looks like it sat on an electric sander for hours. He still has diaper rash from the intestinal bug that gave him the runs. Red heads have very sensitive skin. And his bum is all bloody yet he is smiling like this while I preform the surgery of trying to remove poop but not skin. Yes I would prefer he were screaming his head off. When they are calm and peaceful like Buddah in these moments I feel like crap. I might have some apostle in the making on my hands and he is looking at me like I am so enlightened I know this time shall pass but you have a mountain to climb you mental midget before you can be in my presence.
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