Some lessons are more disgusting to learn than others

Yesterday, we all headed over to Mrs. Fussypants’ new home. While the men-folk hung out at the firing-range, Alli and I talked, laughed and worked.

And we also dealt with nine kids under nine. Which meant a lot of stopping and going.

But mainly, we ignored them and let them all tear it up – except for the two babies who just snuggled their mamas and slept.

Who has time to watch the kids when you are preparing to take over the internet? Come on!

(I kid. We kept our eyes on them.
When they tried to get between us and our computers.)

We got the kids fed and back into their routine of tearing it up and then the adults ate.

I had just finished eating and picked up Declan, who was beginning to fuss. Alli and I were standing by the table chatting, when Sean got this weirded-out look on his face.

“What is that?”

All I could imagine was some sort of awful rash, or huge bug or something that would require medical attention.

“What is that on your shirt?”

I wish it had been a huge bug or awful rash or something that required medical attention.

Instead, it was poop.

Declan’s diaper was leaking all over me. Poop. On.My.Shirt.and.shorts.

Now, I don’t mean to sound so dramatic. I’ve had baby poop on me many times before. But this meant a change of clothes. And I wasn’t at home. And I was wearing a halter that had a built in bra. And without the halter, I had no bra.

Not a look I enjoy.

Lesson learned: Always keep an extra bra in your car.

This concludes my public service announcement. Please leave your tips in the jar.


  1. http://seven says

    Hehe… That’s so lame. On the plus side, at least you can wear things with built-in bras. I would never be caught in that predicament, but I can also not wear a lot of cute stuff. I think it maybe balances out (then again, I’m not the one who has to run around braless). Great story!

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  3. http://Angela says

    For awhile there was a bra in my car–not on purpose…I just took it off on the way home from somewhere. It was one of those uncomfortable strapless kind…anyway, my husband found it in the glovebox and said, “What the…?” Nothing like finding black underthingies in unexpected places!

    This is good advice as I, too, have been stuck in public with poop on me and subsequently braless with nursing booblets.

  4. http://His%20Girl says

    oh ewwww… and oh how funny!

  5. http://texasholly says

    Always keep a bra in the car. Check!

    WHA??? That tip had never occurred to me. No wonder you guys are taking over the internet. You is SMART!

  6. http://TX%20Poppet says

    Ooo, I want to be the first to say it!
    Yep, I learned the hard way to keep a clean t-shirt in the diaper bag for myself. Poopie or floppies? Well, I’ll take the floppies. Hope you all had a great weekend.

  7. http://Beck says

    And no KIDDING about packing an extra bra! Geez.

  8. http://Lisa@BlessedwithGrace says

    Uh oh. That was a problem. Good info. I keep lots of changes of clothes handy for Grace. But, bra for me, that’s a new one. Thanks!

  9. http://Darla%20@%20UltraBeautyBoutique says I can honestly say that has never happened to me (or I have successfully blocked it out).

    Tip? Don’t leave the house til all kids are potty trained? haha

  10. http://Rachel says

    Does it make you feel better that I’ve been there? Well, sadly not at Ali’s.
    But I’ve been covered in Poop with no recourse.
    Gives you great bloggy fodder though :-)

  11. http://Susanne says

    Always keep a bra in the car. Too funny. Can’t say I’ve ever had a situation where I wished I had an extra one. I have been past the halter top with no bra look for a long, long time. LOL.

  12. http://~%20Straight%20Shooter%20~ says

    You never cease to crack my up til I pee my pants…just a little.

  13. http://kspinning says

    Lol! Luckily it is usually my husband who gets pooped on! He tends to hold babies with one hand under the diaper and sometimes it makes them ‘leak’ out on him! I think I even have pictures…now I have to check! Great story!

  14. http://MoziEsmé says

    Thanks for the helpful advice!

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