PROJECTILE POOP

While my parents were here, we had our first experience with projectile poop. Jason and I went into the bedroom to change Rory's diaper. We put her on a blanket on our bed for some crazy reason, rather than her changing table. The rest of the story is probably best told from the perspective of what I think my parents heard from the living room.My parents would have heard Rory crying (she hates to have her diaper changed). Then an exclamation from Jason of "Oh no - she's peeing!", followed quickly by "Oh god! She's pooping! OH! IT'S EVERYWHERE! AHHH! WHAT DO WE DO??!!" All that could be heard in the background is me laughing hard, saying "Stop or I'll pee!" And of course, this al took place on the bed - specifically, Jason's side of the bed. Collateral damage - yellow poop stains on the blanket, about 2 feet of the carpet, two magazines (which have since been thrown away), a book Jason was reading, and a book Jason had borrowed from someone (none of you, don't worry)!