We had our first experience with projectile poo today. Fredo was changing the baby while I was in another room. I heard him yell, followed by laughter. I went into Ava's room to see what was so funny and that's when I saw the poo. It was all over the changing table and managed to make it to the bookshelf several feet away. We were quite shocked.
Right now we're in the middle of un-happy hour. She always seems to be fussy in the evenings starting around 5 or so and tonight is no exception.