As Brenna and I drove home from an exhilarating evening of outlet shopping (she was such a good, patient girl), she had her first MAJOR blowout in her carseat. Man, I must have gotten some applesauce down her throat yesterday, because I have never seen a diaper like that before. I would say that she definitely (finally!) digested some solid food.
She also managed to temporarily ruin her adorable outfit, and I wasn't about to choose another, so she spent the rest of the night in her diaper.
Obviously, she thinks she is a bull and the air is a red flag...She also managed to temporarily ruin her adorable outfit, and I wasn't about to choose another, so she spent the rest of the night in her diaper.
Being naked.
Getting on all fours.
Thinking she is a bull.
Getting on all fours.
Thinking she is a bull.
Drooling.
Growling.
Longingly stroking the couch.
Longingly stroking the couch.
As a mother, I am not asking that she go to the Wharton School just yet.
My biggest wish at this point is simply that her hobbies change over time.
My biggest wish at this point is simply that her hobbies change over time.
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