Up and At 'Em

February 15th, the day AFTER Valentine's Day...I'm thinking it would be a wonderful idea to surprise my hubby at work with Chipotle for lunch.  I love him everyday - not just on Valentine's Day! Plus - I don't work today! Yay! 


So, Emerson and I go to Chipotle to order 2 burrito bowls- yum.  Everyone ooh's and aah's over my cute baby. Of course.


We get to Neal's work!!! He is excited to see us AND the Chipotle bag!  We head to his lounge to eat lunch together and again everyone ooh's and aah's over OUR cute baby. ;)  She is LOVING the attention and smiling, smiling, smiling. 


But then her face turns red- oh yes you know what this means. A big one is a brewing.  So the red face, grunting and smiles continue for the remainder of our lunch.  


Now, this being an office building there are no changing stations.  So, I make Neal walk us down to the van (beautiful day outside today) because I secretly know I am going to need back up on this stanky one.


I set up the changing station while Neal disassembles the baby from the carseat. 


We get the purple pants off - PHEW. Wow it's rank.  She has been transitioning to formula so you can imagine the bright green and orange colors.  It is literally UP the front, back, sides - you name it....IT went there. 


The cute purple heart onesie comes off because it's dirty and immediately the socks are COVERED. I say QUICK Neal grab the socks - socks are off. But, she is such a wiggle worm it still gets on her thighs, and heels.  Oh my geez it's up her belly.  


So, we wipe the belly, wipe the thighs, heels, calves, rolls, EVERYTHING, go through about a BOX of wipes.  We throw the socks in the trash. Wipe off the poop from Neal's hands. Last but not least we clean the vajayjay.  Now, having a boy I can honestly say boys are easier to clean than girls.  SO MUCH poop gets in that crack it's ridiculous. Ridiculous.  


One of Neal's coworkers WOULD be in the parking spot RIGHT next to us getting into his car for his lunch break at the exact moment I am yelling, "I HATE VAGINAS!" aaaaahhhhhhh.  


Ok - naked baby into the carseat and drive the Indy 500 home. Emerson and I are laying in bed the rest of the afternoon and watching Food Network. Have a wonderful Wednesday everyone! 


~Libby