No sooner had Alessandra and I exited the bathroom and were about to make our way back to the pew, when Will came rushing through the doors. (I should add that Tony was at the nursery). "Miss Donna just called me; Tony had an accident and peed all over himself." Me: "Well, that's not too big of a problem. We have an extra pair of undies and a change of clothes in his Sesame Street backpack." Will: "Yeah, we do...except I didn't grab the backpack. I accidentally picked up his old diaper bag." %$#@. Parenting for the win.
At that point, we decided to cut our losses and bring our stinky children home. It was a good thing we did; Tony had the most epic pee disaster ever. I'm talking pants, shirts, and SOCKS. But! At least we managed to get a few shots before we left our house this morning. Behold, this morning's fashion:
|On Alessandra, who refused to look at the camera:|
Valentine's Day outfit from Nana, purchased at GooGooGaaGaa in Brookfield, WI
Black shirt, skirt and shoes from White House Black Market
Jean jacket from Kohl's
|On my goofball son, post-Mass:|
Skeleton pajamas from Carter's
A bib pilfered from Sissy (it says "I can't wait to wear heels!") from the PX in Germany
Light up reindeer glasses from Auntie Judy.