She's A Funny One.

When you've been spoiled with a toddler for so long, you tend to forget how much effort it takes to get out of the house with a newborn.

With Roo, I check her diaper, brush her hair and teeth and make sure she doesn't have any stains on her clothes and we're out the door.

There's no fuss, no muss.

With Turtle, it's an hour long (sometimes a hour plus) adventure that normally ends with me forgetting something important, like more diapers or wipes.

This morning we had a play date at the park to celebrate Roo's upcoming birthday (yay cupcakes!). So I got Turtle up :45 before we had to leave so I could dress her, feed her and all that glory.

The first comedic act came when she didn't want to nurse. She preferred to stare at the ceiling fan and coo over it for some time. Then after she finally decided to latch on, she was lazy about it and every time I went to take her off, she decided she wanted more.

Then came the diaper fiasco. I would change her and two seconds later, she would dirty it up. We went through four diapers before she was finished (our record is five with Roo). You'd think a Mom would know to wait, but like I've said before I'm super impatient.

Oh, wait. There's more! As soon as I put her clean onesie on, she spit up all over it.

And you know what, it's a good thing I have a sense of humor... all this drama going on before 9:00am would crack a sane person, but not me.

I had no choice but to laugh at her... and show up late to our play date.

It's a good thing my friends understand.

:)