On Sunday, we celebrated Mia's birthday. We took cards and presents to Mia & Pop's and then ate dinner at Cypress Inn. Addy left quite a mark on Cypress Inn!! See story below...
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| Mia & Addy |
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Addy was interested in reading Mia's birthday card
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| ...and helping to open presents! |
Warning...don't read on if you are grossed out by stories of poop!
I often joke that Addy always waits until she has on a smocked outfit to have a dirty diaper. It is like she saves it up or something. I am beginning to lose track of the amount of times she has had on a really cute outfit that I just loved only to have an explosive diaper that ruins the outfit or requires lengthy scrubbing sessions with a toothbrush, spray n wash, bar soap and whatever else I can think of to remove a stain. This has happened twice around my friend Laura so I was beginning to wonder if it had something to do with Laura but apparently not! On Sunday, Laura was not around and Addy had on a smocked outfit... she did not disappoint.
We were sitting at a nice corner table in Cypress Inn enjoying the sunset and the views of the river. Addy was being adorable in her purple frog bubble outfit and seemed to be enjoying the famous Cypress Inn muffins. We were about ready to feed her baby food while waiting on our salads to come and she started making the face... everyone who has had a baby knows what face I am talking about. There is no denying it... her face turns beet red, she is straining so hard that her veins are popping out and she is grunting... like I said, no denying it. Thankfully, it was not too quiet in Cypress Inn that night so the other diners didn't seem to notice the strange sounds that were coming from our table. Trying to be nonchalant, I popped the top off the baby food jar and proceeded to feed Addy, thinking I needed to give her some time to finish her job before I whisked her off to the bathroom to change her diaper... and wishing that if I just ignored it, it would go away! No such luck... after a few bites of baby food, Courtney's mom looked at me and said "oh no." The look on her face said it all. I was still in denial, thinking that she had just dropped a whole muffin in her high chair... but no, it was a muffin of poop! I don't know how much of it (the poop) actually stayed in her diaper because it was mostly on the chair. We rolled the whole high chair to the bathroom to begin the cleanup process. Thankfully the clean up was not as bad as it could've been. We got a few strange looks but then when people saw how adorable Addy was, they thought
oh how cute, that little girl likes sitting in the high chair so much, her parents are riding her around the restaurant in it! That's what they were thinking in my head anyway.
In the end, the outfit was saved by lots of scrubbing (toothbrush, spray n wash, the works...) and we did get to finish eating dinner. That's one of those things about parenthood... normally that would gross me out and I wouldn't have much of an appetite but I didn't have any problem finishing off my shrimp! I woke up in the middle of the night Sunday worrying about whether we got all the poop germs off the high chair and if some baby was going to get e. coli the next day thanks to our pooptastrophe. I thought I would call Cypress Inn from a pay phone the next day to warn them that they might want to Lysol their high chairs but then I forgot about it... I hope our clean up job was good enough!
It was definitely a memorable birthday dinner for Cheri... just probably not the kind of memories she thought she'd have!