hey, let's not make any rash decisions here

Poor lil' Kenny has a wicked case of diaper rash, and for the past few days his bum has been on fire. This has, of course, caused our lovable Mr. Mellow to be a touch crankier. Combine that with his teething, and you can see how he might find himself in an irritable state.

We've been trying a few different methods to help soothe his tush, including washcloths instead of wipes and liberal amounts of Balmex or Desitin. On a humorous note, the cream reminds me of an infant-equivalent of BenGay, which allows me to try and convince Mr. K that he isn't suffering from diaper rash, but rather, a "sports injury."

The other night I went out to Walgreen's and bought an Oatmeal bath solution to help the cause. Kenny thought it was fun to "kick it" in the bath, and even managed to force a restart after peeing in his oatmeal (so to speak). During round two, I started squirting him with his toy crab and he responded by peeing again. Not one to be out done, that boy.




On the upside, his tuchus is looking better, and I think we're on the way to recovery. Which is nice for everyone involved.