Here is the story I shared in my July of 2016 email.  It’s a short one, but I think you’ll get a smile out of it.  Diaper blow outs aren’t as frequent these days, thankfully.  He actually lets us know when he wants his diaper changed which is pretty neat.
July 14th, 2016:  What would the 4^th of July have been without a blow out?  At least that’s what I was thinking last Monday as I picked Layton up out of his little chair thing in the living room and noticed a massive blow out that managed to escape the top of his diaper, through his shirt and onto the fabric chair (luckily the cover is machine washable).  I should have known to expect something when my wife said “it sounded like he was pooping” as she headed out the door to pick up a pizza for dinner.  After I picked him up and saw the aftermath of “it sounded like he was pooping” I thought to myself “she knew”.  Maybe some of you have been through this, maybe something different, or maybe not at all; but, you’re probably sitting there smiling knowing that some other guy went through it.