I must say, we made it far before it did happen. I thought we were in the clear.
The other day, I walked upstairs when Adele woke up from her nap. I noticed her hair looked sweaty before I walked into her room.
“Adele, are you sweaty? Do you feel okay?”
“Wait. Why are you so white? Do you have something on you?”
Apparently little miss thought it would be fun to play with her diaper cream. It.was.ev.er.y.where. Everywhere.
It took three washes to get the cream out of her hair, a hot bath with a soapy washcloth to get it off her body, and an extensive wipe down of the crib. She thought she was hilarious.
At least it helped clear up the eczema on her face.