We just got back home from a whirlwind trip to visit both sets of grandparents in two different cities AND see our new house AND shop for a dining table that will actually accommodate our entire family, plus even a guest or two.
While we were getting out of Hogzilla to go into a furniture store, I noticed that the baby had produced a scatter poop of Olympic proportions. I told my husband to go on in with the rest of the kids and I would clean her up and be in momentarily.
Many minutes and 57 baby wipes later, I made it inside with the baby wearing nothing but a diaper.
Is there anything classier than going into a swanky furniture store with a near naked baby?
It was one of my proudest moments.
In less messy news, we were all excited to see our new home, which is less than 1/4 mile from the scenic Brazos River.
We got to visit with dear friends and family all along the way.
Here I am explaining how to play freeze tag to a friend.
Apparently, I felt the need to use jazz hands.
Here is the sleeping arrangement at Grammy's house.
And here is the way I felt after telling each girl thirteen times to be quiet and get your foot out of your sister's back.
Not really on that last one.