This is the last picture taken of me in my nice white sweater. Mere moments later, Izzy made such a good poop that it could not be contained. Neither of us were expecting this; she surprised herself so much that she jumped straight up. I had a mustard yellow trail down the front of my shirt to prove this. Good thing we were about to have a family portrait taken! Fortunately a spare shirt was found, and Izzy miraculously missed her own dress. Good times ensued.
2 comments:
That is so classic!! I love your family photo by the way. Very fun.
Oh! I have had more of those than I can count with ten! Come with that newborn baby territory I guess.
{and HOW FUN to see a TINY Izzy once again! Oh be still my heart...}
Love it!
Thanks for linking up :)
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