So this isn't anything super serious, but it's a memory that I want to remember and it happened like 6ish months ago. It was SO EMBARRASSING that I didn't want to talk about it to anyone or blog about it to remember it. But now that so much time has passed - I can appreciate the hilarity of everything that happened.
So let me set up the story. Adam was super teeny still so I was still experiencing crazy post-pregnancy hormones. And Livy was potty trained-ISH. Super huge emphasis on the ish part. I was finally comfortable enough to leave the house with her and semi-confident that she would tell me when she needed to go, but I still had the toilet in the car for any craziness.
SO, my wonderful friend, Shara, was in town (in CA) with her two little girls who are both around a year older than Adam and Livy. So I called her up and we decided to be brave moms and load all of the kids in the van and take them to a little store and then the park. So I get to Shara's house and I was telling her how excited I was about Livy's potty training awesomeness and then Livy even went to the bathroom when we got there with Shara. Then we're sitting there talking and 5 minutes later Shara looks at Livy and tells me she's completely wet. What the!?! Instead of peeing all the way, she saved some for her pants and of course it got on the floor at her house. Awesome. But it's okay, we get everything cleaned up and we're all good. So for some reason, we decide that it's still a good idea to go on our adventure...
So we get to the place after a 25 minute drive. I made Livy pee in her little potty before we got in there and then we realized that we only have one single stroller. So we get crazy and put her two girls in one and I put tiny Adam in a front pack thing and I hold Livy's hand. So we're feeling okay - it's kind of a small store with limited space but we still decide to go in.
So we're looking around and Livy found a little toy to play with and then I come back to her after a minute and there is a huge puddle on the floor next to her. I was horrified, but CONVINCED that it was her sippy because she was wearing pants. I mean, right??? Her pants should have just been soaked - there was no way there was enough to drip down and actually make a puddle. And of course, right as I realize this has happened, Adam starts crying and a worker finds us there with the puddle. She asked me if it was pee and I was like, "No - it's just the sippy!" (I was living in denial - looking back - I really REALLY want to believe I wasn't lying and that I didn't make that poor worker clean up my kid's PEE - but I honestly don't know. Her pants were soaked and I was starting to feel like I was slowly drowning in little kid nonsense. So I found what I wanted to get there right after that and I hurry and purchased the book and then got Livy out of there - who had started screaming at this point.
So I get out to the car with Livy, screaming Adam and one of Shara's kids while she finished up. I got Livy into the van and now she had POOPED in her underwear! What!?! Are you kidding me! Then the poop started getting everywhere in the car and I went into panic mode. We were onto our last pair of emergency underwear and pants. So Livy went back on her little potty while I was cleaning out her gross underwear - which I just decided to throw away - and then while I'm furiously cleaning out my car and getting Livy to go potty - on both sides of my car - two cars are trying to park there.
So I start feeling even more stressed while Adam is crying, little Kaylee is going through my purse and telling me how much she likes gum :) and poor Livy is scooting her potty over and sitting under the dashboard all crouched on her potty so I could close the door. I finally got everything cleaned up and Shara came out and we decided to go to a nearby park while I was almost in tears from feeling so stressed and embarrassed and then later they turned into tears from laughing while I recounted the whole thing to Shara at the park and we just laughed at my many MANY misfortunes that day all within like 2 hours.
On my way home from dropping Shara off, I called Matt and almost started crying, but as I started telling him about every horrible thing happened - I just started laughing. It was so ridiculous! Now I can just laugh - luckily my crazy rough mommy days don't happen very often. But that is still the hardest day yet. I like to live in denial and believe that that's as rough as it's ever going to get :) I sure do love these crazy kids though!
