I seriously had thought, nay, prayed, that my days of wrestling kids & critters for the sheer joy of getting to wipe their butts for them were over.
We have a couple of pasty-vented babies in the brood, and they are none too pleased with my minstrations, whereas I, of course, am having the time of my life.
If you've got a morbidly curious streak, check out A Posse Ad Esse's entry on dealing with messy bird bums.
And now I must go, and return to my decadent lifestyle. Attempt to contain your jealousy.