Today a couple of friends and I went to the Wild Animal Park in Escondido - it will be referred to simply as WAP. Four friends and four babies all under 2 years old. AHH! What were we thinking? It took us about 2 hours to get to the WAP with several stops along the way including, but not limited to, carseat base changes, lunch preparations, and the ever present and fatefully looming "poop out". If you are a mom you know what a "poop out" is. For those of you who don't, it is where the diaper basically fills up to the point of the baby being covered on both sides by poop. It is not for the "weak of stomach". As every mother with a teething baby knows, if your baby is going through a loose stool spell, you wake up in the morning hoping that your child will have their "poop out" before you leave the house. It, of course, does not happen until you have clothed your baby in their finest WAP duds (Baby Gap anyone?) and you are exactly halfway to the WAP, driving in the front seat of the car with a crying baby in the back. Helpless in the front seat and not really sure what is wrong, you drive and proceed to your destination knowing that just one more stop will make you even later than you already are and your ultimate goal was to take your 1 year old to see the lovely Zorse or Hebra that they will never remember when they are 5 right? You eventually arrive at your destination only to realize that the reason they cried halfway through the drive there was because they were sitting in a clay mud bath of poop and now you get the lovely task of laying them in the back seat of the car to change them into one of the 3 outfit changes you brought (since you knew this would happen), all the while holding in your own urine to the point where you are actually considering stealing one of their diapers to pee in. This fortunately was not me, on this day, but it was my dear friend. I hope she doesn't mind me using her example of "a day in the life of a mom". By the way, for anyone wondering, a Zorse or a Hebra is actually an Okapi but we renamed it today based solely on it's looks. Also - cute legwarmer/footless tights on it!
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5 comments:
You crack me up Windy! :-)
AH, the poop out! I only had it happen oncec. Thankfully!!
Poop out aka Poonami!! Good times! Glad to see you were finally drawn to the dark side of the blog! Love the name by the way
This post is frightfully similar to the topic in a video made once by your grandpa (long, long ago) that your uncle filmed. It was all about poop, and specifically it was about "The Cat Poop Patrol".
When my kids were little I don't remember many poop outs, but I think the mind blocks out that sort of memory.
Ah, 'twas a fun adventure for all, minus the poop out, which I'm thankful wasn't Liam's! If only the slushy vendor would have accepted ATM cards...We had mucho fun last night too... =)
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