So, the three of us got all pretty and headed to stake conference today. It was held from 1 to 3 p.m. We walked out at about 2:59 p.m. because Quinn hit her limit. She was great, and then she was great while coloring in a neighbors Care Bear coloring book. Then it got ugly, and to make a long story short, I will be heading to Wal-Mart to buy a new Care Bear coloring book to drop off at the neighbor's house tomorrow. Oops.
Who says church is free? (10 percent plus coloring books really adds up.)
Also, just so you can really feel my life in this moment. As I write, I can hear Tim saying, "Do you want to see your pee-pee?" to Quinn. She replies. "I see pee-pee. I see pee-pee" with a big smile. This in the only way and the only wording that gets her to let us change her diaper. She, like Calli my niece, is also a huge fan of "I see poo-poo." Last night in a fine dining restaurant she was really quiet, and then opened her mouth, let out a big burp, and said, "I poo-poo. I poo-poo!"
After tipping over a candle in the bathroom to take care of business for Quinn, I realized she, in fact, did not have a dirty diaper.
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