You must read my cousin Jessas blog after this so you get the next part of this story. Lets just start with all you ladies that have had the pleasure of shopping for hours on end with your children know the perils of having your kids in a cart for too long. Well my cuz and I had officially tuned out the children as we are looking at aisle and aisle of fabric. It was at the hour plus mark when we heard "mommy poo-poo". Your ears pick up on potty words, screams, sometimes violence, but always poop. As we look down we see Elle with her pants down to her ankles and her bare butt hanging "boat style" out the side of the cart. So we go in to panic mode....Did she? Our purses are on the bottom shelf of the cart, We don't see anything, is it possible it could be...No! This was as close of a call I ever want to have a S@*# in my purse. But the fact is it was a false alarm (beside the actual butt out the cart). Now I know my girl Elle is not afraid of her potty business. I dare say very creative. I'm in for a wild ride, luckily she is adorable.
