A new perspective on life : Part Two

Poop happens.

Today while Mommy was changing me in a public bathroom at the mall I began to cry. Not because of embarassment due to full exposure but because I was tired. Mommy, however, misunderstood. In an attempt to comfort me she told me that I was not alone in having to have my diaper changed. That even as the Leader of the Free World it was a necessity and one that I shared with many other great leaders. Just think - Gandhi, Lincoln, Elizabeth I, even Jesus, all of them had dirty diapers that needed to be changed. (Granted, they might not have had either Cookie Monster or Big Bird on the front of theirs but you get the idea...)

And so with that in mind I smiled and pooped some more. My lower half proudly on display as I chewed on one of my socks.