Sketchy Santa and Stinky McPoopypants.

This morning I had to venture out to the Costco in Wilsonville to pick up my christmas cards and I thought I would try out the Wilsonville Library story time. I heard a rumor that Santa was going to be there so off we went. It was a wet and disgusting morning but we ventured out anyway. I have never been to this library but it was so awesome! I love it. And the story time is so cool. The ladies that run it are so enthusiastic and wondeful with children. The stories are acted out as puppet shows! Randomly my friends Imaya and her daughter Linnea, and Jen and her son Derek and Jen's mom also came. It was so fun to run into them there. The kids loved it. They got to dance with jingle bells! However, when it came time to visit with Santa, all three kiddos wanted nothing to do with the jolly old man. Only Connor was brave enough to get just close enough to swipe the candy cane, then he was off! It was hilarious. My friend Jen snapped these photos of the kiddos with Santa and eating candy canes.
So after looking at this picture of Santa, I realized he was a bit sketchy... Hmm, reminds me of the Santa from a certain flick made back in the 80s... Sleigh Ride anyone???

Derek, Linnea and Connor chomping away on the candy canes. Well at least Connor and Linnea are. Derek was just holding his. Oh, and that is cute little Imaya in the background.

Linnea and Connor still working on those candy canes!

So after the library I decided to head over to my parents house since I was sort of in their neck of the woods. Connor needed a nonnie and pompa fix and some cookies! So while my mom and I were visiting and I was holding Kellen on my lap, he let out a grunt and very audibly filled his drawers. No big deal, he does this about 8 times a day. My mom and I laughed. Kellen was laughing too but then he got very quiet and his face got red and bam! He very audibly filled his drawers again but this time I instantly felt warm in my lap. "Mom, Mom MOM!!!" I shouted, "I think he just pooped into my lap!" My mom jumped up to take him and as she was trying to extract him from me she looked down at my lap and said "Amy, it is everywhere!" Yes, that is just gross. And I had no change of clothes for my wee son (or myself for that matter). Luckily, because my mom is a miracle worker, she went flying up the stairs and came back with an outfit for Kellen. And it just so happens that this outfit was actually belonged to my little brother Thomas! And he would have worn it about the same time of the year because he was also born in July. I was floored that she still had it!!! So we put it on him and off we went home. Actually, to the store first and I was praying no one smelled the baby poop on me....

This is were most of my memories of Kellen are. The changing table. Yes, we visit here upwards of 10 times a day. I am not kidding. (I don't leave my child on the changing table, it was just for the photo - I swear!)

The outfit! 27 years later! Don't worry Tom, even though Kellen pooped through this by the time we got home (shocker) it cleaned up and looking good!