I mentioned on Monday that Olive has a fun new saying (butt cheeks). I also mentioned that if she was my first kid I would be mortified, but seeing as she's my sixth, well...you know. Butt cheeks just doesn't take such a high priority.
It's funny how things change, the more kids you have.
I'm sure you've seen the commercials where the mom is with her first kid and she packs everything in the house to go out for an errand. Then kid #2 comes along and she throws a diaper in her bag and is good to go. Yes, that's us.
Except that usually we forget the diaper too.
Look, I consider it a win if I make it out my door with all 6 kids in tow.
Ain't nobody got time to remember a diaper.
Forgetting diapers is my life...and here's a story to prove it.
The other day I needed to take my whole crew to the library. I was finishing up getting ready, so I asked my oldest to take Olive and buckle her up.
Once I got to the car, I confirmed she was buckled and headed off.
When we get to the library, I take her out of her seat and realize THE GIRL HAS NO PANTS ON.
I ask my other children, "ummm, did anyone notice that Olive was pants-less when we left the house?"
I get stared at by all the kids, like deers in a headlight.
I think to myself "oh well. Hopefully the old saying No shirts, No shoes, No service (No pants) doesn't apply to a 1 year old" and we head into the library.
Picture her skipping all over the library with a shirt that's too small, and just a diaper.
This is my life.
No wait, then she poops. And mama forgot a diaper at home too. We currently have no diaper, no pants and no shoes with us.
Somebody please give me an award now, cause I'm very deserving of it.
I text Mr. Anderson "Olive just pooped and I don't have a diaper to change her."
His reply "Just change her diaper and then put her pants back on her without a diaper. She'll be fine till you get home."
Me "Oh yah. OLIVE HAS NO PANTS TOO."
How Mr. Anderson remains confident in my parenting ability baffles me.
Needless to say, our library trip was cut short by a pants-less, poopy 1 year old. Okay, and really me because I forgot all of her proper essentials.
I can't wait for her to tell stories one day of how we let her say "butt cheeks" all the time and never put pants on her.
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