I feel obligated to share this story with the Hooligans' friends: Last Saturday after aforementioned fun at Lewis and Clark in the bounce houses, we went to Olga's for lunch. Sam, Gwen, Patrick, Eva, and me. As we are in the midst of potty training, after we ate, Sam took Patrick to the restroom to try to go. He took wipes, but no clean pull up. Upon further examination, Sam realized that he needed a new diaper/pull up. He got Patrick cleaned up, went potty, and then brought him out "commando" to get a diaper. They come to the table and while I am reaching over the table to get the diaper bag, Patrick pulls down his jeans and shouts, "Need a diaper Nana!" over and over. This brought him to the attention of the crowded restaurant. He was standing there with his cute little butt facing the world, jeans around his ankles and was puzzled as to why we were all paralyzed with laughter. He just didn't get what the big deal was.
Here HE is!!!
6 years ago