So, my dear friend and former roommate Jen, got married a few weeks ago. We were invited to attend a small luncheon for friends and family. We got there a little late, but slid into a table where some other guests were seated, most of which were strangers to us. No sooner had the salad plate been placed in front of me, than Will had a sudden bowel explosion. It was running out the bottom of his pant leg and all over my WHITE skirt. Lovely. I was so shocked, I just sat there for a moment and then quietly nudged Blair. He wrapped the baby up in a blanket and escorted him to the bathroom. Meanwhile, I had to pull the tablecloth over my entire lap. We managed through the lunch, and when it was time to go congratulate Jen, I held my coat over the main area and hoped no one would notice the side of my skirt. As I quickly said my congrats and was readying to make a dash for the exit, the photographer pulled towards the stairs and said, "Hurry and get in the picture. She wants one with all the former roommates. So, there I was, sitting sideways behind the beautiful bride. Will laughed all the way home.
Will was very excited to open his presents, as you can see by the expression on his face!
He got the coolest book from Grandma JoLynn that has music and lights. He was mesmerized!
"More books? I better learn how to read quick!"
Sweet! A train!
Check out my new wheels! I got this Cadillac walker from Grandma and Grandpa Newbold.
The aftermath...Will get's ready for church after a long Thanksgivng weekend. It is obvious he over did the pie just a little. He'll have to hit the gym come Monday.
