And the Grand Prize Goes To . . .

Before I returned to work, Jimmy and I had a moment that might have possible won the grand prize on America's Funniest Home Videos. I was trying to get my pump to work, equipped with the hands-free piece and frustrated out of my mind. Jimmy picked up Hunter and realized he was a little stinky. Well, a few minutes later, I hear Jimmy, "Kristen, can you come here for a second?" I disassemble and go into the nursery. Jimmy is holding Hunter up, diaper half on. Hunter has had his first explosive poop! I quickly realized that wipes were not going to work and we moved to the bathtub. Hunter has poop all the way to the tips of his toes. I grab a washcloth, turn the tub on and stick his tiny rear end in the water to get some of the mess off. Jimmy has to help me get Hunter's shirt off. We then realize that he has poop up to his shoulder blades. So, I have Hunter straddled over the edge of the tub (still wearing my pumping equipment) and Jimmy at this point tries to leave the bathroom. Well, he realized he couldn't and instead headed straight to the toilet and started dry heaving. I am laughing hysterically looking at the entire picture: Mom in her pumping gear, naked baby straddling the edge of the tub covered in poop, and Dad with his head over the toilet. It's too bad we didn't have a camera ready because we might have won the grand prize! The joys of parenthood!

Here's the Church. Here's the Steeple.

Hunter's first time to go to church. He looked very handsome, as always!