In the excitement of the weekend review, I forgot to mention one silly story. On Saturday afternoon, we all went grocery shopping. I was NOT happy to sit in my car seat, so Daddy held me for most of the shopping trip (yes, I love to make things a lot more difficult for my parents, I consider it my job). About halfway through the trip I figured out that the source of my car seat discomfort was a POOP! Normally a poop isn’t a big deal, just a quick diaper change and we are on our way. But this wasn’t just a normal poop… my diaper leaked… on Daddy’s shirt*! Mommy went into poopslosion mode and had me changed in no time, but Daddy was christened into fatherhood by having to finish grocery shopping with a poop stain on his shirt. We should have taken a picture.
*The shirt survived with a little TLC.