A Day Trip

Spencer and I went to Target today to pick up a few things- I needed a new flash drive and they were having a sale. Target is only about 12 minutes away and I knew we weren't going anywhere else, so I didn't pack her regular diaper bag.

Big Mistake

I didn't think that I would need the diaper bag, because she had just gone to the bathroom- and it was a lot. How could there possibly be more?  So here we are in Target and I start to smell something. I really didn't think she had gone again, it had to be gas. But then I got another whiff of some highly potent nasty stuff. I ditched the idea of any browsing around and quickly paid for my flash drive.

As I get to the car I feel something on my hand, something wet. Yes, you guessed correctly, it was fecal matter!

I had an extra diaper in the car, but no wipes. I did the best I could, trying to get her decently cleaned up, all in the Target parking lot with the wind whistling around her cold little tushy.

There were a lot of tears and few choice words during this debacle. What really gets me crazy is that I am a compulsive over-packer. I never leave the house unprepared and I always have extras of everything. The one time I try and be "spontaneous" and go out for a quick jaunt without packing an entire suitcase, the worst possible scenario happens.


When we got home we got a bath and freshened up. Then I packed an entire extra diaper bag and put it in the car for "just in case." What can I say, I liked to be prepared!