Not So Good Vibrations

{Thank you, mrtl, for the winning title!}

She sits on my lap, sweet as can be, just up from her nap in a fresh diaper. I surf the net, deftly pushing the keyboard out of the way of her curious fingers ("But I want to BANG on it, mama! It's something that needs BANGED on!")

Without warning, nay, without so much as a cautionary grunt or toot, a poop explodes in her diaper, the diaper I changed less than a minute ago, reverberating on my bare leg. I jump and gasp, startled, and then turn to laugh at her. She looks at me for a moment, with a look that says "What in the world is so funny, woman?", and then smiles patronizingly at me, amused with this mommy who even laughs at this. ("Well, you put it into me, silly, did you expect it wouldn't come out eventually?")