The easiest, least exciting, but most annoying is merely when her ileostomy bag breaks where the locking syringe is inserted. Perhaps the most surprising and distressing (thus "crying over spilled poop") is when she has so much poop in her bag after a long night's sleep that we keep pulling the syringe back... back... back... until *POP* it pulls out of the tube altogether. Then 60 cc's of beautiful, yet smelly, liquid gold pour out all over the dresser, floor, and us. I think we'll replace the carpet once she has her second surgery.
Babs is grabbing toys, clothes, burp cloths, etc. more regularly these days. She also makes quite a bit of noise. It is a commonality at home, but my classmates heard their first babbling onslaught last Thursday afternoon. I fear her "participation" in the weeks to come.
I went back over the quadzillion photos I took this last week and realized 96% of them were taken of Bri in her bouncer. In celebration of her legs, I've decided to post every single one of them in this entry. Just kidding. But I've picked out two that I like a lot, even though I posted one last week as well.