We’ve officially been inducted into parenthood. On Sunday, we went out to lunch with friends after church and were caught in a dilemma. Lincoln had a really puffy diaper, but there was nowhere to change him in the restaurant’s bathroom. Joe wanted to wait until we got home, but I wanted Starbucks, so ultimately we decided to change him first. Luckily, our friend James has a hatchback and we thought that would be easier to change Lincoln there than the back seat of our car. Things start out well until I hear Joe screaming whilst Lincoln projectile POOS all over his clothes, Joe’s hands, and James’s car!
I jump in to help with the mess right when he squirts out another bomb. This kept happening and we somehow blew through 4 diapers and half a package of wipes in the process. So here we are, Joe running to the bathroom to wash his soiled hands, James holding Lincoln while trying to put clean pants on him, and me frantically cleaning up the remnants in the car before it got stuck in the cracks and crevices. All I gotta say is you can’t be a parent (or a friend of a parent) without a sense of humor! #allbecauseiwantedstarbuck
