Uh-Oh, Where's the Diaper Bag?!

“My presence of mind is frequently absent." -Rain Bojangles

Poor Miss or Mr. Bojangles. Not only are they as HORRIBLY FORGETFUL as I am, but they also have the last name Bojangles. Geez! Yeah I have forgotten the diaper bag at home on two occasions now. Both equally important in having it there.
Today, it was just shocking that I didn't remember it. No bottles, diapers, pacifiers, wipes... nothing! At the mall I had him all strapped in and went to grab my purse and the diaper bag to realize there is no diaper bag. PANIC. Okay, think.
I trekked my baby boo in his jogging stroller over to the Toys'R'Us, which, thankfully, was within (long) walking distance. Dodging traffic and ramping all of the curbs we made it there without any major meltdowns, on his part or mine. Sweating like a pig, I swing in there to the baby supplies area where I knew the formula was and what did I find??? Yay! I new surprise! They make ready-to-go 8 ounce bottles of Similac Advanced! Callou Callay! (See Alice and Wonderland with Johnny Depp) I snatched two of those puppies and another container of formula and raced to the counter. They asked me if I wanted "any batteries with my purchase?" To which I replied, "UH, no!" I'm thinking Luke will squeal at any moment; it's been hours since he's eaten anything. I paid and was outta there quick as lightning!
Easy PeeZy! I got some shopping done, none without prayer that he didn't have a poopie diaper, and a lot of bribing Luke with the chance to hold (chew on) my cell phone. I found some super cute stuff from Baby GAP for him (30% off y'all)! I found some clearance stuff from Ann Taylor Loft for muah! And I found a fab knee-length jean skirt at Coldwater Creek. (don't judge, they aren't for old ladies! Sorry, MOM!) No sale on that one, but it was so worth it!
Um, I have beef with the workers at the Starbucks in the mall. I ordered the LIGHT Mocha Frappucino with whipped cream, and the guy giggled. He's like, "you want the light...with whipped cream?" ("YES I DO!") I just nodded. I'm spreading out the calories...GEEZ! Haters.
Prayers regarding diaper issues were answered, and we made it out without a total a huge fit, though I was carrying him by the time we got to the car. I think that was a pretty good workout for today! Also, I am tempted to put a backup diaper bag in the car for good. Today really could've been disastrous!





Look at those teefers!!!

What A Morning...

I'm super tired this morning. Luke woke up around 2 am, then 6:30-ish, and finally for good at 7:15. He's been pretty clingy, wanting me to hold him or be right next to him. Usually he'll play and explore on his own for awhile in the morning. I'm almost positive that his teeth are driving him crazy. (Me too!)
He still won't eat much of anything. If he does eat, it's done by force or I somehow catch that teeny tiny window of opportunity that doesn't always present itself. He's totally over veggies, unless they're starchy. Anything with bread/noodles is out. Moms, any advice you have on getting picky eaters and non-interested eaters to actually eat, I'm listening!!
I entertained well enough to get him to eat 3/4 of a container of the Gerber fruit medley Smoothie whatever. I sang, made sound effects, tried to sneak it up on him, really did everything I had energy to try. I consider breakfast a small success.
Afterward, we were chillin in the living room, and he got a little fussy again. So weird. So I tried to play and give him some of his fave toys to distract from the teeth issue. He was smiling and hung out by me for awhile, and then he went over by the kitchen to the baby gate. He pulled up and was just looking around. It was almost peaceful... I should've known.
He must've had a rumbly in his tumbly because I heard the explosion in the diaper. Nothing out of the ordinary here lately. I planned on giving him a minute or two to finish and then tackling the mess. Sweet Jesus, I wanted to cry when my eyes saw the scene as I went to get him. He was sitting by the baby gate SPLASHING HIS HAND IN A PUDDLE OF POOP that had leaked out the side of his blasted diaper! SICK! GROSS! BARF! EWWWWWW! And it was all over his leg, splashing hand, and adjacent arm! WoW!
So, I snatched him up, carefully, and sprinted us into the guest bathroom, where all his bath stuff is. I stood him in the bathtub and started running the water, and then I removed the nasty diaper and his night shirt. I held him under the water and rinsed him off, then stood him up and filled his little bathtub so I could bathe him good! (Yes, the tub will have to be scrubbed, but there was nothing a pre-tub wipe down could've done. Seriously.)
He had a blast in his bath. I could still smell the diaper, which I tossed into the sink because I didn't know what to do with it. When he was finally clean and dressed, I had to get to the poo-poo puddle and clean it up. Eww! Luckily it was almost exactly the color of our carpet. Eww again.
All this, and it wasn't even 9 am yet.

I Might Be A REDNECK...

Sonny's after church seemed like a fine idea. They didn't have their chicken and dumplings, so some of our crew was disappointed, but nonetheless the salad bar was a hit. Luke didn't like the mashed potatoes, luckily I had some fruity baby food in the diaper bag from previous trips that he did take a liking to.
Brian was nervous about Luke having ANOTHER blowout, tummy troubles lately, so he thought he'd go check the diaper. As soon as he picked him up out of the high chair, it all started to fall apart. He said Luke felt wet, meaning his clothing, and he assumed poopie pants leaked onto his clothes. Both of us leave the table to go out to the car to assess the damage, and Brian asks the lady at the front counter if they have any scissors he can borrow. (Why? Weird.)He then explained that he didn't want to get poop all over Luke, so he was going to CUT HIS OUTFIT OFF OF HIM. (Say WHAT?!) Needless to say I shut down that idea quickly. It's not like he was wearing a onesie, it was a cute collared romper. Are you kidding?
At the car we see that it seems that pee pee leaked out. He was no where near covered in poop, but (no pun intended) the outfit was wet. Brian took the outfit off him, and then we realized that we had NOTHING for Luke to wear. (Daddy packed the diaper bag.) WoW! I refused to accept this as happening to me. We couldn't possibly go back inside a restaurant with Luke in only a diaper. So redneck. I searched the car in a total panic, looking for ANYTHING he could wear. I even considered one of Brian's potentially dirty t-shirts that would've been ginormous on Luke, but in the end I was forced to accept that there was nothing acceptable for him to wear. Oh the embarrassment.
Walking back into the restaurant was horrifying for me. Thank God it was near closing time, and many people had already left. Our waitress made a joke as we walked in with him, "No shoes, no shirt, no service! Haha!" If she only knew how thoroughly embarrassed I was at this point.
We sat down, some people at the table had some laughs, I hid. Luke had no problem chillin in the diaper. He yelled his "Laalalalalalalalala" louder than ever it seemed. Attention all on him. Thanks, Luke. Then our waitress showed up and said that she wanted to know if we wanted to have her black shirt she had gone to get out of her car for Luke to wear. She "just felt so bad for him." OH MY GOD! I slumped down in my seat. I don't think a Junior's size 3/4 sleeve shirt would help the situation any... but it was the thought that counts (right).
I really didn't think it was funny. There will be back-up clothes in every car and every bag forever more.

Pictures... FiNaLLY!

We've been missing the cable that uploads pictures to the computer, so there were 88 random pictures from various gatherings on the camera. Today we found a gadget that is not the cable we were missing REGARDLESS I can finally take pictures and upload to the blog again! ~I'm boring myself explaining, but I thought you might wonder why it's been so long.
Luke is growing leaps and bounds right now. He learns so much so quickly. He can "give me five" and blow kisses (such a charmer). He's also waved bye-bye a few times. Mostly he babbles and blows raspberries while crawling and climbing on everything in sight. If we aren't super careful, leaves will come in when someone walks in the front door. And guess who finds a nice snack? Yep, Luke!
He giggles and smiles. We laugh a lot and play in the living room. Since I got my new jogging stroller (YAY) we go for walks every day if the weather's good. I have to be careful because I tend to get over zealous and overheat Luke and myself. But I love going on walks with him. He loves being outside and listening to all the sounds. It's really nice because he's usually worn out and ready for a nap after our mid-morning walk.
The only time I really spend away from Luke is when I'm sleeping or when I go to ZUMBA. I go 2-3 times a week, but I've decided to pick it up a bit and add in a daily walk/jog even on my ZUMBA days. I really want to lose some weight while I have time to focus on it. Once school starts, I know I'll be so involved in work and Luke that I won't have as much time to devote to the cause. It's on now! I'm serious about it, and hopefully I'll have some pics to prove it soon enough!