I have to say, odd as this may seem, I just love it when Henri poops. It may be stinky, require immediate clean-up and occasionally ruin a onesie, but I don't mind those things at all. Little H went through a stage where he was only having a poop every other day - sometimes even less frequently - and he would get pretty miserable. This morning, he had two within 30 minutes of each other and was over the moon about it. I'd rather have a stinky, happy baby than one who is clean and grumpy any day of the week!