what we talk about when we talk about our daughter
mrs nice guy: that's more than 48 hours without pooping!
mr nice guy: i know. she's farting a lot, though. i think she's cooking up something good.
mrs nice guy: i hope you're wearing a hazmat suit.
UPDATE! the poop, ohhh, when finally it did come, it came fast and it came furiously. and when it came ... mrs nice guy was holding her!