"Oh, hello strange ladies! Watch what I can do!"

So, yesterday I was garage sale-ing with Theresa and Bryn and Judah started to get a little fussy and hungry. We decided to make a short stop at McDonalds to feed everyone and change a diaper. Plus, it gave me the perfect opportunity to feed my disgusting summer addiction - SWEET TEA. Ugh, I'm such my mother's daughter!
Anyway, here we are, fed, changed, ready to rock and roll, and these two girls (verrry young looking) sit down next to us with a BRAND NEW baby. Soo tiny! It's amazing that Judah was that tiny just weeks ago, and yet I can't even remember it!
So, I'm gooing and gaaing over their baby, they're gooing and gaaing over Judah, we exchange a couple smiles, and the typical "How old is he", and then i noticed something very familiar. The face.
Not many people would know this face, but I do. The eyebrows go down, the cheeks get flushed, the lips pucker out like a little bird beak, and I say out loud (Because when you have a baby any embarrassing or intimate subject matter is no longer embarrassing OR intimate) "Judah, are you pooping?", and at that moment, I begin to grow warm. Now, allow me to remind you, that In these 10 weeks of life, I have already lost count of how many times I've been peed on. It's neverending. And usually, if I go a full day without being peed on, it's a success to put down in the books. So, needless to say, I was prepared. I knew exactly what was going to happen and what was already happening. Theresa however, was a little bit more surprised. "GASP!!! KRISTA! He's peeing on you!". But I was prepared! I didn't jump, or scream (psh! THAT would be embarrassing!) or even drop my baby, I just stood there, cuddling Judah and smiling. And the two poor girls that had just gotten done gooing and gaaing over Judah sat there dumbfounded. I looked down (although I already knew what was there), and in the middle of McDonalds, I was surrounded in a puddle of urine. Yes folks, a puddle. Not a dribble, not a small spot on mommy's pants. Oh no, my shirt was covered, my pants could have been wrung out, and I had pee dripping down my stomach and into my beltline. And, as I stood there smiling proudly, I looked over at the two girls again, and I said "Your baby is absolutely adorable. Just wait till he pees on you in the middle of McDonalds.".

And then...this is where you become very proud of me. Of course, Judah had a change of clothes, but psh, why would Mommy ever need a change of clothes? So...we packed up our stuff, got back in the car, and Gosh-Darnit! We finished our garage sale-ing! I love this baby!!