Well, we did it. We went to church and stayed for the whole three hours with the kiddo. It should have been a piece of cake since he usually sleeps all morning. However, I think he just hit a growth spurt because he woke up right after sacrament meeting and boy was he hungry. During Sunday school he managed to spit up on Cameron's shoulder, and then somehow down the front of my shirt. We met the bishop and chatted with him for a while. Then it was off to Relief Society for me and Benjamin. He was fussy but we were doing okay until the last twenty minutes when I heard and smelt the explosion. In the bathroom I uncovered him to find poop all over his cute church outfit, his blanket and anything else that touched him. Ah, the joys.
Here are some pictures of him in his cute church clothes. I had to wake him up to get him dressed so if he looks annoyed and sleepy, that is why.
Here's him when he finally got full and fell asleep this afternoon. The boy is a bottomless pit. Luckily if you can fill him up, he's pretty happy.
2 comments:
Hooray! It always feels good to go back to church. And the poop out . . . brings back memories of a time when Madeline was a new baby and pooped so much while sitting in her carseat during sacrament meeting, that it soaked through her clothes and started dripping through the latch of her carseat and onto the carpet. Ahhhhhh! Quite a day!
He's SO CUTE by the way!
SOOOOOO darling! What cute pictures! Give him a hug and a kiss for me.
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