Ruby and I drove downtown and picked Ryan up from work today. It was so gorgeous out, we decided to take a leisurely drive and grab lunch on the way home instead of rushing home on the highway.
While we were all enjoying some sandwiches at the deli I realized I had baby poop on me.
On my shirt, on my jeans, on my belt...
Ryan was horrified.
4 comments:
Yep! A true mommy. I used to carry an extra shirt in my car.
That poor baby.
So funny! It happens to all of us, at least you noticed!
that is hysterical! i wish i could have seen the moment when you both realized it. so funny!
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