So maybe disaster is a strong word, but we definitely had four hiccups.
1. We kicked the weekend off on Friday evening with a drive to a work BBQ Cook-off in West Arlington. I underestimated traffic to say the least. While on the highway, Greyson started saying “I have to go Tee Tee real bad! Right now! I have to go! Right now!” We tried to convince him he could hold it, but were obviously not successful. He went in his car seat.
2. After finding a local Target to buy Greyson some new clothes, we hit the road again to the BBQ. When we arrived I started getting Greyson’s clothes changed and Paul went to get Piper out. Well – she had an accident also. Her diaper had leaked all over her pants. She went to the BBQ (with my clients and co-workers) without any pants on.
3. On the way to church this morning I shared my granola bar with Greyson. He took too big a bite and threw up all over himself. My car smells terrible! It’s a bad combination of tee tee and throw up…
4. Tonight Paul was giving Greyson and Piper a bath. Piper thought that would be a great time to go #2! Greyson got pretty freaked out about the whole thing. Piper did not seem to notice.
Even with all that, I still count it a great weekend. Our children are awesome. They definitely throw us some curve balls every now and then, but what stories would we tell otherwise.
Too funny!!! ;) Of course, it is always so much funnier when it isn't happening in your family, right?
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Stacie Smith
It is pretty funny! This is one of those stories I had to write down. Otherwise, with my terrible memory, I would not remember it a year from now.
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