It is now 10pm. Mother Nature calls. Who am I to deny the overwhelming urge that she has bestowed upon me. Yeah, you got it....I just crapped my diaper. Honestly, now that I think of it, wallowing around in this crap...no pun intented...isn't my idea of a good time. Time to cry. Fast foward about two minutes. Thanks Mom. You missed a spot with the powder on my undercarriage. There, you got it. I think I'll just fuss around for another 20 minutes until I get the attention that I rate, then let you go about your evening. I love you Mom. Goodnight...Colin.