All Over Me

Oh.

My.

Goodness.

Saturday night was ridiculous.

Heather, my best friend from college, came over Saturday night.  I haven't seen her in forever so we decided to go to a restaurant that had live music playing.  Rylee and Steve came with us as well.  

On our way there, Rylee does her usual #2 push at the most inconvenient time. So I grab her from the car seat, hold her tight b/c it is freezing out and walk in.  I head straight to the ladies room b/c she is beyond stinky at this point.  Way stinkier than normal.

And then I realize why.

All over.

Not over Rylee.

No.

All over ME!

When I held her tight on the way in I must have squished it right up out her diaper and up onto my shirt.  And since Rylee is a giant and in 3T shirts there is no onesie involved to catch it.

But I managed to clean up after spending close to 20 minutes in the bathroom. Took off my stinky shirt, wore my tank underneath and enjoyed a lovely dinner.

While not being able to get over what just went down.

This is my shirt after I cleaned up the layers and gobs of poop.

I'm not exaggerating either.