With every Santa pic...comes a story

Today, I decided would be a good day for us to travel to Brookwood Mall and see Santa. I had previously ironed the kids clothes and had called mother to see if she wanted to join in on the fun.

I went to pick mother up around 10:30. Since we weren't planning on doing anything but Santa pics, I didn't even bother packing extra outfits. As soon as we started to pull into the driveway, I hear LeLe say..."mommy, do I have on panties". Which...means...I just used the bathroom in my pants. My response, "yes, you have on panties". LeLe goes "mommy, I just t-ted in my pants". Me..."that's okay LeLe, we will be at BoBos in a minute".

Fortunately, when we got to moms it wasn't as bad as predicted. She just needed to change her panties and let her dress "air" out. Mom didn't have a spare set of panties so we put a pull up on LeLe and we were off to the mall.

When we got to Brookwood, I finally found a parking space inside the parking deck. It was FREEZING cold outside. When I went to pick up Gibson, I knew that he too had left me a present. I immediately threw him in the stroller and we headed inside (remember it is FREEZING). Unfortunately, there isn't an elevator at the entrance that we picked so mom and I figured out a way to pick up the double stroller and carry it up the escalator. Once we FINALLY got inside, I remembered that Motherhood Maternity has a bathroom (from my pregnancy days). Mother took LeLe into the book store while I ran inside Motherhood and asked the clerk if I could change Gibson's diaper. She volunteered that I do it in the room since there was a bench. As soon as I got him out of the stroller, I realized that he had a little bit of poop on his pants...no problem yet right....well, I quickly go to take off his diaper when I realize...NO WIPES...that is right folks...no wipes. I yell for the lady to help me since clearly I need help..I mean after all, who has a 10 month old in a changing room without wipes and poop dripping off of his leg?? Luckily, the lady volunteered to bring me some paper towels. So, she brought me 1...and then I kind of quickly ask...can you bring me several?? As soon as I got the diaper off, I had to figure out what to do with his outfit (remember, no spare outfit). So, I hold him way out away from me and run him to the bathroom while asking the lady to watch my purse. I hold the poor little guy over the sink and begin to wash his pants while they are still on him. Luckily, the majority came off. I then put him back in the stoller, collect all of my things (including the poop diaper), and head to find mom.

When I round the corner to the book store, LeLe comes running out saying that she needs to go potty. I quickly give mother the stroller and then grab her and head back to Motherhood. I am SURE by now that the lady is regretting saying that I could EVER come in there. LeLe pitches a little fit and says that she can potty by herself. So, I let her go into the bathroom by herself. When she doesn't come quickly out, I realize something has gone wrong. I open the door and see her with her pull ups half way down her legs and her trying to aim it while using the bathroom. She is standing in a HUGE puddle of pee and says..."Mommy, I didn't pee in my pull up.". I then throw her on the potty, use the other half of the roll of paper towels to clean up the mess. Take off her shoes, wash them off, and then quickly escaped Motherhood.

Mom at this point is about to have a nervous breakdown and suggests that we just go home (considering G is soaked, LeLe has soaked shoes and knee socks). I say...nope, we are getting a pic...not going to do this again!! We decided to then grab some lunch at Chikfil while the clothes dry out and then get these beautiful pictures with Santa.....

Santa...well, he never had a clue. :)