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Daddy MacGyver

Well, I suppose it is about time I actually post something to my blog. It looks like December was the last time I did so. So, what should I write about? Well, the first thing that comes to mind is the dilemma I was faced with last Sunday at church.

Coralee was playing the organ, so once again, I was with all of the kids trying to keep them reverent. Matthew was particularly active. I reached down to pick him up and realized the padding, that is supposed to be protecting his clothing from any poopers, was no longer there. I felt down around his legs and found he was either wearing an adult sized shin guard, or that was his diaper. "What do I do now? I can't get up and take Matthew to the bathroom, because if I leave, Rachel will decide to run up to the front of the chapel and perform the Cha Cha Cha for the entire congregation. If I take Rachel with me, then Bryse and Nate will start slugging it out. If I take them all, I'll look like the Little Engine That Could with several children (box cars) following behind. That would really call all kinds of attention to me."

I decided it was best to stay where I was at and discreetly try and put that same diaper back on his bottom. You know something? I succeeded, or at least I think I did. I even did this without pulling his pants down to get to the diaper. I felt like MacGyver.

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  1. glad to see your blogging again!

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  2. haha! you should post the running commentary that you/MacGuyver said as you constructed a solution to the diaper problem.

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  3. I so happy to see your blogging!!! I am so addicted to it, I can't believe you didn't get me hooked on it before. Your blog is the greatest. I can't stop laughing. You crack me up. This is definetly what parenthood is all about. I'm glad we all are in it together... I LOVE YOU TO PIECES!! your little SIS!

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