Last night I took Morgan to the dollar store to scope out decorations for her 1st bday party. As soon as we get in the store, she takes a huge ****. It's the dollar store, so there isn't a bathroom or anything for the public. I was bound and determined to look at my f'in decorations, so we perused the store in all our stinky glory for a good 15 minutes. Then I proceeded to change her diaper in the front seat of our Pontiac G6. With my *** hanging out the door. Thankfully we didn't get poop all over the place. Then, we proceed to Walmart. it is about 8:15pm at this point. Normally, Morgan would be getting her night time bottle and put to bed. I had errands to do, and this was the only time to do it! I thought I would be nice and bought a small ice cream cone at the McDonald's in Walmart. I shared said ice cream cone with Morgan. I know that I looked like a real super mom strolling my child around the store at almost 9pm, she had barfed and it was all on her shirt, and to top it off I was feeding her ice cream. I may end up on the "People of Walmart" website. Haha. We got home around 9:15pm, I washed her up and put her jammies on, she got her bottle and went right to bed. I take that as a Mommy win!
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