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So, not really my finest moment as a Mommy, but certainly one of the funnier ones.
Today, I took Bean upstairs to change her diaper. As I pulled off her jeans, I noticed that the contents of said diaper had... shall we say, um... traveled up her shirt, down her leg, across her belly, every-stinkin-where.
Immediately, a bad word flew from the back of my mind, into my mouth, and out of my lips,
"OH $#^%"
And then I started cracking up. 'Cause really, that's exactly what it was.
(Sorry Bean. Mommy will work on her mouth. Thankfully, you're not yet old enough to repeat that in public places, like the grocery store).
Today, I took Bean upstairs to change her diaper. As I pulled off her jeans, I noticed that the contents of said diaper had... shall we say, um... traveled up her shirt, down her leg, across her belly, every-stinkin-where.
Immediately, a bad word flew from the back of my mind, into my mouth, and out of my lips,
"OH $#^%"
And then I started cracking up. 'Cause really, that's exactly what it was.
(Sorry Bean. Mommy will work on her mouth. Thankfully, you're not yet old enough to repeat that in public places, like the grocery store).