I promise this blog won’t become only about my recent SAHM gig, but trust me, you’ll definitely love this one.
While the girls were napping, I was chatting with amanda on gchat. I was trying to figure out what to do when it dawned on me that I needed to go to Party City. She encouraged me to go with the girls despite the rain and my PJs (which I changed out of even though she said it was acceptable).
This is what I sent her after I got home. Posted with permission, of course.
I was totally cursing your name today.
Went to Party City in the pouring rain…no problem.
Get to party city, unbuckled #1 and told her to walk to the other side of the car (inside so she doesn’t get wet).
Get to #2’s side of the car. I smelled an all to familiar smell.
Shoot. Oh, maybe I should say Crap!
As I lifted her out of the seat, I noticed a dollop of poop on her leg. The front of her leg. Poop does not belong on legs!
It was all over the seat, her paci, her clothes, everywhere.
So, I stood in the doorway of the minivan with water pouring down my back wiping poop off of everything.
I was there at least five minutes. And, then, I couldn’t find an outfit.
Did I give up? No.
Outfit found. 3-6 months (she’s wearing 9-12 months). I made it work.
Dressed her, got her in the stroller, grabbed #1 and the umbrella and we were off.
Did I mention I was standing in the rain? My hair and my clothes were soaked. I’m pretty sure they thought I swam to Party City once I was inside.
I kindly made my purchase (after visiting the potty with #1 because all new potties must be visited) and headed home; where I immediately disrobed and threw my soaking wet clothes off!
And, I could only think of you telling me that #1 wouldn’t mind getting wet!
Love ya, for real!
Do you think we should still be friends?
Yeah, okay, me, too! (I bet you didn’t think you could use 3 commas in a sentence with 4 words…it might not be correct, but it’s me)!
**edited to add: This happened again the very next day. I kid you not. At least there wasn’t any on her legs or the carseat, though. And, it wasn’t raining. I texted amanda to let her know. She told me I was grounded!