Abby was crying in her bouncer. I ignored her a bit as I was trying to finish up a little work. I went to get her and saw brownish on her onesie and thought that I must have spilled coffee on her on the way upstairs. She didn't cry on the way up so I wasn't worried that she had been burned. I picked her up and it was all over her back as well. It was then that I realized it was poop and not coffee though they were the same color. No wonder the poor kid was crying, I would have too. She was covered all over.