just when I think I've got this whole "parent" thing down. . .

I was talking to my good friend Dixie today, and remembered a funny thing that happened a couple of weeks ago. So, here is my "good parent" story of the day!

It was a peaceful morning, the girls had spent the night with my mom, and I needed to take the car in for service. Hubby followed me to the dealership, and after checking in, we proceeded to unload the necessities of the day from our car.

Car seat, check.
Baby car toys, check.
Baby, check.
Small stroller, check.
Extra Diaper Bag. . .(me) "um, no I don't think I'll need that, I have an extra diaper in my purse, and some wipes, and I'm just going to the grocery store and then straight home. . .

So, off I went. We dropped hubby off at work and proceeded to the grocery store.

It was a beautiful, sunshiny day. And then we got there. . .

And I smelled it. . .

Poo.

I'm sure it's not too bad, i thought.

It was.

We're talking Diaper Explosion.

Oh Yeah.

Luckily I had just enough wipes to get him (and his car seat) all cleaned up. I had an extra diaper, but no extra clothes.

And then I ranted inwardly. . .

THE ONE TIME I DON'T HAVE THE EXTRA DIAPER BAG, I SWEAR! I ALWAYS HAVE THE EXTRA DIAPER BAG AND I HARDLY EVER USE IT!

I calmed my self down, and took inventory.

And then I spied Annie's pink blankie.

I really REALLY wanted to go to the grocery store. I only had one, EASY child with me. So. . .

Austin got to be a girl!

I wrapped him in that pink blankie and in we went. I decided that if anyone said anything about how cute she was, I was just going to go along with it. Luckily no one did.

Honestly, they were probably thinking, oh that poor baby with no clothes on, what kind of mama takes her baby to the store with NO CLOTHES! My goodness!

When I arrived at the check-out I felt the need to explain myself to at least one person. I told the check-out lady about the diaper situation (i'm sure she really wanted to know.)

I didn't confess, however, that she was really a he. I thought that might just send her over the edge.

I knew when I had a boy after having 2 girls, that eventually he would probably get dressed up like a girl.

I just didn't think that I would be the one doing it!