A couple days ago, I was changing Miles' diaper around 7 in the morning. I was pretty tired after a long night of feeding the babies. They wake up about every 2 hours to eat all night long, so that makes for a tired mommy in the morning.
Anyway, so I was changing Miles' diaper on the changing table in our room. I guess I was a little slow with my "defense" that morning, because Miles pooped with such force that it traveled at least 4 feet and hit the wall behind our TV and behind the chest of drawers. I had to wait for Jason to wake up to help me move the chest of drawers and the TV so that I could clean behind them. It was insane.
At the time, this was not very funny. In retrospect, this probably makes a good story for a rehearsal dinner toast for him some day. I'm hoping that this "power pooping" wears off before he starts eating solid foods.