12.21.2008

before i tell you about the gorgeous wedding i was in...

let me tell you about my GLORIOUS friday morning.

i wake up. late. semi-exhasted. (as the baby has decided that sleeping through an entire night is a ridiculous concept.) run around doing normal morning things (but in fast forward). karl has a dentist appointment and has to leave early so I am on my own. that afternoon, there is a christmas party scheduled for the babies and parents at nate's daycare. they are supposed to wear christmas outfits... i don't have a christmas outfit per say, but I do have these adorable guitar jeans and this cute rock star onsie with red stripes... i thought it was super cute. i put it on him. i have an 8:30 mandatory meeting at work (complete with christmas bonus so you know i can't be late!) so i am FLYING around the house looking for my car keys. i stick the baby in his carseat and run out to start the car. i come back in to a strange yet completely identifiable smell. i pick the baby up. UM, i am not going to go into a TERRIBLE amount of detail here but let's just say the phrase BLOW OUT does not begin to describe what happened friday morning. EVERY. WHERE. up the back, like waaaaaay up...in his hair, in his EAR. disgusting. i use about 12 wipes before i finally throw him in the sink because i can't be sure the wipes did the job, trying not to get anything on my coat... he is screaming... i am gagging... (i may have wrapped a sweater around my mouth and nose)... i am panicked because i am late... it was hilarious. (well, admittedly, not AT ALL funny at the time.) i finally get him into another semi-cute (BUT NOT CHRISTMASey in the slightest) outfit and fly out the door. i seriously threw him into his teachers arms and made it with one minute to spare to my meeting. (and got that bonus. that's right.)

the rest of the day was similar to this... for some reason NOTHING went according to plan on friday!

i finally called it quits around 3:30 and headed over to daycare for the party. nate had ANOTHER accident (ten whole minutes before the party started of course!) and was in his ugly clothes (the ones i leave at daycare in cases of accidents.)

Ahh... well, what are you going to do? Hopefully his outfits aren't indicative of my parenting skills. ;)

moral of the story? it's time for bigger diapers?


9 comments:

sasspot said...

oh the pooops for real!

Maria said...

I was just going to say, maybe he needs to go up a size in diapers. LOL! The Boy had his fair share of blowouts up the back, in the hair, down the legs (don't ask me how it got down there). My favorite-- he fell asleep nursing on the boppy. I may have fallen asleep too, but I woke up to blow out on the boppy, up to his ears and oh yeah...all over my arm! Little boys just have a way...

msfleurette said...

um, that was gross. i would prefer to hear about the gorgeous wedding you were in. thankyouverymuch. ;)

msfleurette said...

and besides, nate is SO pretty. i hate to imagine him covered in poop. i will pretend that never happened.

m-m-m-melissa said...

babies poop. so do grown ups. and if it makes mr. nate feel any better, i know quite a few adults who have had similar blow-outs. you wanna talk about gross? talk to the receptionist at my old office. : ) keep 'em coming, kat. it's all priceless, even when it's semi-ewwwy. : ) xo

a mouthy irish woman? ridiculous! said...

oh honey. i feel you. and am reminded of just how "stinky" your situation must have been. not just the scent? but as a WHOLE!

soldier on.

MercurialMary said...

Your outfits are most certainly NOT indicative of your parenting skills. They should, however, be photographed dilligently and archived for 1st date, engagement party and wedding photo collages. Then tell him he picked them out himself!!!

Elizabeth Ross said...

Ha ha ha ha ha ha.

I'm sorry, but that's hilarious.

Poor Nate, though, seriously. And poor Kat for the gagging. Props, mama. ;)

Susan said...

Sometimes, when I read your posts, I'm like, "Did I just write that or did Kat? Cause it sounds JUST like something I thought!" Amazing. I did not have Set a "Christmas Outfit" til I found a 3 piece for $15 at Dillards that was too cute with labs in Santa hats on the vest. I hat to get it. Got home; the under button-up shirt is gaping open and his belly is hanging out, the cords are busting the sag, and the vest is perfect. They're all 18 mo in the same brand. oh well, added a belt, and it was fine!