Last weekend we had a big family picnic in Mesquite. We were so excited to get down and see everyone since it had been quite a while no one had seen harlo for months! This would also be harlo’s first trip out of St. George (we’re taking baby steps;) but we headed in the car and were off!
The whole reason we were even going to Mesquite is for “brother” Lee’s birthday! Happy Birthday Lee, we hope you had a good one!
This was the only picture I really got.. and it’s only about a 3rd of who was all there.. can someone email me the group picture? (Brianna?;)
Harlo right when we got to Mesquite. It was too windy, so we had to keep her in her seat, but she just chilled and was so good.
Harlo’s cutest papa
Then, Harlo started getting a little fussy.. I took her to the car to change her, I removed her blanket and to my horror she was COVERED in poop!! All up the front of her, down her legs, up her back.. it was BAD. Of course, since this had never happened before I didn’t have a change of clothes and of course we were in mesquite! We hadn’t been there for 30 minutes when the chaos happened, so we obviously didn’t want to just head home. After wiping her down (with about 30 wipes) we finally got most of it under controll (except for now I was covered in poop too) ahhh motherhood.This picture doesn’t do the mess justice, but I was too busy cleaning to take pictures of my messy daughter!!
While the rest of the family got to hang out a the park, me and Aunt Judy headed to Walmart to buy something for Harlo to wear home, which turned into buying Harlo a new wardrobe… (thanks again, Aunt Judy) then we headed back to the park, where the wind had still not let up and I now had a very hungry child. So, I watched as everyone visited and mingled and sat in my car feeding the little piglet. I thought I might finally get a chance to visit when she was done, but the wind was NOT Harlo’s favorite and by this time she was tired and sick of just sitting in her seat.. I couldn’t blame her. Needless to say, I was done. My husband who had gone MIA somewhere between the poop and Walmart was still not grasping the full effect of Harlo’s and my inevidable melt down. So as I pushed the now screaming Harlo back down to the park to find Brady, he was greeted with a not-so-pleasant “Okay, we’re ready to leave” 🙂 (I must proudly make notice that I did not cry or scream one time..) We sadly said goodbye to all of our family and I prayed that next time would be better, and perhaps in St. George or somewhere inside with a suitcase packed of “just in case” stuff.
So, things aren’t as easy as they were when it was just me and Brady to worry about, but with a story like this, it’s much more entertaining! I wouldn’t trade my rich life for a simpler life any day.
While the rest of the family got to hang out a the park, me and Aunt Judy headed to Walmart to buy something for Harlo to wear home, which turned into buying Harlo a new wardrobe… (thanks again, Aunt Judy) then we headed back to the park, where the wind had still not let up and I now had a very hungry child. So, I watched as everyone visited and mingled and sat in my car feeding the little piglet. I thought I might finally get a chance to visit when she was done, but the wind was NOT Harlo’s favorite and by this time she was tired and sick of just sitting in her seat.. I couldn’t blame her. Needless to say, I was done. My husband who had gone MIA somewhere between the poop and Walmart was still not grasping the full effect of Harlo’s and my inevidable melt down. So as I pushed the now screaming Harlo back down to the park to find Brady, he was greeted with a not-so-pleasant “Okay, we’re ready to leave” 🙂 (I must proudly make notice that I did not cry or scream one time..) We sadly said goodbye to all of our family and I prayed that next time would be better, and perhaps in St. George or somewhere inside with a suitcase packed of “just in case” stuff. Our sweet little Harlo was so precious, as soon as I hooked her into her carseat base, it’s like she understood “okay, we’re on our way to our peaceful home” and she stopped crying and almost immediately fell asleep.
It was a very eventful weekend, one I don’t think I’ll be forgetting anytime soon
And yes, now I have a checklist of things to remember before I leave the house.
This is me after our fun-filled day… I had to apologize in advance to my husband who had to spend the next 30 minutes in the car with me.
So, things aren’t as easy as they were when it was just me and Brady to worry about, but with a story like this, it’s much more entertaining! I wouldn’t trade my rich life for a simpler life any day.
.Marcie.
mahahaha! I love this story for the simple fact that every mother knows exactly what your talking about… I have so many stories just like this one! traveling with baby is hard. It does get easier though… well, a little bit at least.
Brét Zach Iyrlend Gates
I have to agree with Marcie I just thought of so many stories like this of my own. I’m so glad you shared on your blog so we know that every mother goes through these days!
Bri
Cassidy – Ditto on the other comments!! I had no idea you were having such a hard time – you handled everything with such grace!! I thought you were so calm. You did everything right! You don’t have to worry about screaming – we have ALL done that!! 🙂 It was SO fun to get to see you guys, and now – like you said – you are prepared for next time!! 🙂 I think NO MATTER WHAT we do, we are never FULLY prepared 😉 Anyway, it’s fun to read your post. I will definiltey send on the group pics. 🙂 XOXO
Andrew, Blakeley, & Camden Carter
Can I say this has happened to us one too many times!!!! haha Camden pooped out of his diaper probably over 200 times, and onto me probably 100 haha and boy can I relate to having fun visiting with family when you have to go feed the piggily. haha and Andrew knows the evil look and the “WE BETTER GO NOW” all too well hahaha 🙂
~..kass..~
Oh yay for the blow out stage lol Kenton was in his when we were in Hawaii for 2&1/2 weeks…fun times 😉
Ape and Juice
That is just too funny! Thank goodness my blow-outs have always been at home. I always make sure I have a onese in the daiperbag…but you never know, once those babes are on a role you may have more then one blowout in a day:)