Weekend Recrap, er Recap

We had a beautiful weekend here in Maryland. The weather was absolutely perfect: low 70s, bright sun, no humidity and thankfully the bugs aren’t out yet. Two full days with my little fam definitely brought lots of laughs. Even though Wyatt’s pink eye had cleared up, he was still quarantined from other kids, so we decided to bring him to a public park. Hmm, I guess we didn’t really think that one through. Oops.

Anyway, as we’re leaving the house, our neighbor suggested we check out Black Hill Regional Park. I searched “Black Hill” in my phone’s map app and we headed in that general direction. When we arrived at the destination, I realized I should’ve searched for “Black Hill Park” because we were in a similarly-named residential area adjacent to Little Seneca Lake. The park is on the lake, but directly across the water from where we were. Now, we drive an SUV-Crossover thingy and not a duckboat so we had to somehow find a way to the park that was a stone’s throw away from our current location. As it turns out, to get to our destination we had to back track… a lot. It was over 7 miles and would take us 22 minutes to get to the actual park. Ugh. The boys were already getting fussy so we decided to check out a different park that was closer.

After a couple loops around various baseball diamonds and soccer fields we finally found the small play area. There wasn’t much shade and the playground was surrounded by picnic pavilions but they were reserved for birthday parties. We spent a few minutes playing and swinging and then took a quick lap around a walking path before ultimately deciding to make the trek to our original destination on the lake.

Caleb enjoying his swing (with the crazy chain link harness)

Wyatt and his new ride

We picked up some lunch and finally made it to our lakeside park. We found a shady spot right next to the water and near the boat rental stand which was buzzing with activity. Wyatt was napping so we fed Caleb his lunch and started to enjoy our own sandwiches. I was having one of those moments where you’re proud of yourself and your little family. The babies were behaving, we were taking advantage of the beautiful weather and introducing the boys to new places and things to do. That day had seen its share of hiccups but we just went with the flow and adjusted plans.   Everything was now perfect…

…that is until Wyatt woke up crying. We figured he was hungry so Shane held him on his lap and I started to get his pouch of food out of the diaper bag. I hear Shane, “What’s this on my shorts. Oh my god, no, no, oh god, is that… is that poop?” Arms extended, he held Wyatt up in the air in front of him and that’s when I spotted the blowout. I mean, not to be crude, but this one was one for the record books. Poor Shane was trying to contain the mess but of course Wyatt was in a super-squirmy mood. Like a surgeon prepping for an open heart transplant, Shane starts barking orders and I’m rifling through the diaper bag trying to come up all with his tools. “WIPES! I NEED WIPES ALI, NOW!” Ok, I got the wipes and he easily uses a dozen in the blink of an eye. “Get a disposable plastic bag! Get a diaper!” Check, and check. I really was trying not to laugh at the unfortunate situation Shane was in. I was tending to Caleb and let’s face it, there’s no reason for both parents to be, ahem, soiled, so I stayed out of it but still tried to be helpful. We both realized at the same time that neither of us had replaced the spare clothes we keep in the bag since the last time it had been used. I pulled out every item that resembled clothing that we had, but it obviously wasn’t going to cut it.

Three socks, a Halloween bib and a Taggie blanket.

Mind you, all the while there are lots of people walking by witnessing this train wreck as it’s happening. Oh, don’t mind us! We’re just dealing with a poopsplosion over here!

Ma, you’re seriously taking a picture right now?

Wyatt didn’t seem to mind one bit and spent the rest of the day chillin’ in a diaper. By the time we left the park, Shane and I felt like we had been at war.  It was definitely a day for the memory books.

Who needs clothes?

Ma! You’re cramping my style!

You’d better believe we stocked the diaper bag to the gills the next day when we headed to Taste of Arlington in northern Virginia to meet up with some friends. After a lap at the festival, we holed up in a pub to get away from the crowds and out of the heat. A great time was had by all and it was so great to catch up with everyone. Can you believe everyone stayed poop-free clean?!?! I heart weekends.

Taste of Arlington!

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I'm a working mom of three fantastic boys: Caleb, Wyatt and Parker. My husband, Shane, and I live in the Washington DC suburbs where we enjoy playgrounds, pools and never getting to sleep in. This blog is a journal of our day-to-day lives as well as a chronicle of Caleb's progress after a recent spinal surgery to alleviate the effects of his cerebral palsy.

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4 comments on “Weekend Recrap, er Recap
  1. Kat says:

    Did Shane get a chance to change or did he have to hang out in poop all day? Poopslosions are the WORSt but also the funniest.

  2. Oh man! My youngest just had a HUGE poopexplosion this past week. My husband went to go get him from his crip one morning and found poop all over his hair, his face, his crib…. He had a similar reaction like your husband did… Oh God Oh God! It scared me! I said there needs to be a Clorox commercial for that one. Clorox for Life’s Big Messes hahaha! 😉

  3. […] feel his rump is wet. Oh geez. This isn’t good. Low and behold, we have a repeat of a few weeks ago and Wyatt has once again blown out his diaper. It was pretty ferocious and sitting in a carseat […]

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