Oh pants!

I ventured out of the house with Sam and Bea again today. We managed to get clean, fed and dressed without getting too stressed and burdened down with what seemed like enough gear to go on a camping trip and we headed to Piedmont Park to meet Brandie and Linnea around half ten.

Bea started crying as soon as we got into the car. Sam was a sweetheart and kept softly repeating “Yes! Yes. Yes. Baby Bea! Baby Beatrice! crying!” as we drove and talked nicely to her. Bea ignored him and wailed for the entire drive.

As I unloaded Sam and Bea into the car park I was dismayed to discover that despite having done a great job of going potty before we left the house Sam had peed in his car seat, soaking what he was wearing necessitating an instant change of clothes.

With Bea still upset and letting everyone know it we joined Brandie and Linnea and headed towards the playground so that the toddlers could play together and I could sit to feed Bea. Sam was very happy to see his friend “‘Nayer” and bounced, smiled and waved when he saw her but then when we got to the playground as usual he completely ignored her and ran around doing his own thing.

I’d just settled down on a bench with my ravenous baby when I noticed that Sam had started walking funny. He shuffled along with his legs spread apart as if he were a cowboy sat upon a horse. Immediately I had my suspicions and when he came closer the spreading dark patch on his short-lived clean trousers confirmed them. Yup, he’d peed again. We’d been at the park less than ten minutes and apart from one last dry pair of underpants he’d blown through all the changes of clothes I’d brought for him.

It was a nice day, still fairly warm out of the shade. I decided to take a deep breath, put him in his sole remaining clean Thomas the Tank Engine y-fronts, let him run around in those and hope for the best. I got numerous dirty looks from a few other mums, but at least it was better than keeping him in pee ridden bottoms or having to go straight back home. Sam didn’t mind in the least, though I cringed inside. I also fervently prayed that he wouldn’t pee in his pants again, for if he did, I had nothing.

No trousers!

The toddlers had a grand time at the playground. Just when I thought it wasn’t possible Sam upped his level of daring another notch and made my heart leap as he started to throw himself off the top of the highest slide and go down head first, tumbling down the curly whirly chute. At this point we decided to go feed the ducks.

I’d brought bread and we ambled over to the pond. On the way Linnea and Sam selected sticks and leaves to carry. Sam discovered great joy in sliding through the dry autumn leaves that have started to gather in piles by the side of the path. He also took a detour to a water fountain he had spied from afar and before I could act was merrily jumping up and down in the muddy puddle at its base.

Meanwhile, Bea was an angel and now full of milky milky she settled down for a nice snooze in the stroller.

Bea in the stroller

We only found three ducks to feed but that was plenty to keep the toddlers amused. After a little instruction and a few tossed slices of bread Sam got the hang of breaking off small pieces of bread and throwing it into the water. Feeding the ducks was a little nerve wracking though as he didn’t seem to have any qualms about trying to charge over the edge of the bank, and when he’d get happy and start bouncing and quacking I was sure he was going to dive off dry land to be with his new friends.

Ducks fed we then decided it was our turn to get some food and that a burrito lunch at Willy’s would hit the spot. It’s just a short walk across the park but with two wayward toddlers, a pregnant Brandie and Bea and I following with my caravan of baby gear it felt like we were on a great expedition. As we walked Linnea suddenly stopped and requested that Sam hold her hand. Brandie and I were pretty amazed when he gently complied! Hand in hand they walked along the path. Too cute!

Good Friends

4 Responses to Oh pants!

  1. m8_atashridge October 3, 2008 at 6:57 am #

    You are right…just too cute for words. I like the way that in the flickr photos you can see Sam’s next choice of undergarment-a fig leaf!

  2. m8_atashridge October 3, 2008 at 6:57 am #

    You are right…just too cute for words. I like the way that in the flickr photos you can see Sam’s next choice of undergarment-a fig leaf!

  3. mgmama October 3, 2008 at 12:45 pm #

    When did Linnea go from a baby to such a little girl? Gosh I miss you guys!

  4. mgmama October 3, 2008 at 12:45 pm #

    When did Linnea go from a baby to such a little girl? Gosh I miss you guys!

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