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 hims...
You have the happiest kids ever. :)
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