When You Are All Dressed Up, POOP happens - Murphy's Law

There must be a Murphy's Law that says: "When you are dressed to the nines, that is when mishaps/mini disasters/poop happens."

My daughter, her two children, my husband and I had attended the Celebration of Life service for a dear friend of ours.  It was exceptionally hot outside and we were anxious to get home. My husband was in the rear seat of Rochelle's SUV facing our one-year-old granddaughter in her car seat.  Hubby was entertaining Brie and she was giggling and having a great time with Papa.  

"Why did you give her chocolate?"  Hubby shouted from the rear.

"What chocolate?  I didn't give her any chocolate.  William, did you give your sister some chocolate?

"MOM, it isn't chocolate.  It's POO!"

Brie had been cleaning out her diaper and handing the poo to Papa.  She thought it was a great game.  Papa.....not so much.  It was too late.  He had already taken some 'chocolate' from his granddaughter.


We were on a busy highway with narrow shoulders not allowing much room to clean the baby and the car.  Remember we are all dressed up, it is hot outside and all we had were some baby wipes.  No water.  No BAG to make the deposits.

Rochelle stripped the clothes off of Brie, put them on the side of the highway to which I protested for a moment.  "Mom, do you want to hold them in your lap the rest of the way home?"

Placing Brie on the driver's seat, it was my job to clean her using wipes.  It was in her hair, under her nails, everywhere.  It was Rochelle's job to clean the entire car seat, the window, the door and the floor......all with one box of baby wipes.  And we could only open the car door half way.

The moment that will be etched into my mind forever was the look on Papa's face when he realized, "This ain't chocolate!"

Daily workout with Mommy

One of my regular blonde moments

Some days are definitely worse than others, right?  Some days, no matter how hard you try or how fast you go, you seem to be going backward.  One of those days, I had several parcels to pick up from UPS and I was in a hurry. I signed and paid for each parcel and bee-lined to the car.  Thirty minutes later, it hit me.  I left my parcels at UPS. I certainly made the UPS employees' day.  They know me well so the teasing will not cease for my next few stops there. 

ANOTHER such moment

I couldn't find the TV remote and was ready to blame my husband when......I remembered hearing a banging sound in the washing machine that morning.  Yup!  It was the cleanest remote ever but didn't work anymore.  Yes, I dried it with the hairdryer.  Yes, I changed the batteries.  We live in a small town where there are no stores to purchase a new one.  It will take two weeks for one to be mailed to us.  Don't think I'll do that again.