Our first adventures out in public are hysterical now, but weren't when it happened. We all went to my Dr. visit and since it was early, we decided it might be safe enough to take Addie to Baby's R Us and get some new bottles and some formula to get her to the 5 lb mark. So after our little run to the store, we went to Juanita's a little joint famous for their burritos and have been in the area for eons and realized we should probably feed Addie as well. So we headed to Mema Melton's to feed the family when we realized we had officially become world's dumbest parents. When we went to change her we realized that we had inadvertently forgot wipes, which we most desperately needed at this moment and opted to use a wet wash cloth. Thank goodness we were with family during this time.
Later in the evening we had to pick up something from FedEx and thought it might be an opportune time to eat Sushi after 8 long months of not eating our favorite food. We went to our beloved Sushi place where the owners treat us like royalty-Chies in Ontario. We arrived ready to show off our little one to the family and got nestled at the bar (yes, Addie was sitting right with us at the Sushi Bar) and we began to order as our mouths were salivating for some long deserved Sushi and Sashimi. That's right about when Ms. Addie went into a frightening rage for food and her diaper to be changed. We handled the diaper change and confidently moved into the feeding when we realized that two heads are not better than one. We most definitely needed a third or maybe a fourth head to remind us of what we needed for this small adventure that was quickly lived. We had a bottle, a bib, a burp cloth and no formula! How idiotic are we? Apparently, we win the prize on this particular day and are proud owners of a certificate that hangs above our head like the Orbitz commercials where they have the halo of events of the flight, hotel & car circulating around their head. That is pretty much what our certificate looks like except it's the words "Worlds Greatest Idiotic Parents" that circulates in halo fashion around our heads.
That's not the end of our story because now it's Thursday and Dale is putting the stroller away and I don't know what possessed me to watch him put it away, but that's when I realized that there was a huge case of Enfamil in the trunk of the car that was there the night of our feeding Addison fiasco. Oh my gosh, when you panic everything goes down hill fast including all your brain cells!
Just thought we'd share our funny story of being new parents and having to care for little Addie.
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