Yesterday I read this post on my friend Carrie's blog. And I remember thinking, "I am so glad we're past needing to take a change of clothing everywhere." What's that they say about pride going before a fall?
Mom, Dad, munchkin, and I went to Perkins tonight to enjoy a late dinner. I could tell something was trying to happen in the munchkin's diaper, but every time I checked, nothing had materialized. However, near the end of our meal, it did. On the way to the bathroom my dad noticed that munchkin was going to need a clean pair of pants. Of course, I didn't have any. So, to skip all the messiness (literally and figuratively), she came home wearing a shirt, a diaper, and her shoes.
Welcome to my nightmare. Jump in. The water is warm.
Kind of makes me want to use a brillo pad on my hands!
12 years ago
1 comment:
Im so glad I'm not the only one! I burned my hands trying to get them clean. So sorry about Chloe's pants-hopefully she wasn't too cold. :)
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