Where there is some pee there is more

Some days I feel like I have lost my mind. Yesterday was one of those days. It started out perfectly ... All morning I had been cleaning up the house, putting clean clothes away and playing with Isabelle. She had a doctors appt. that afternoon so I knew I needed to get her down for a nap a little earlier than usual. No big deal, right? So I headed to Walmart to pick up a few things because it was going to be easier for me to do it before her nap rather than later. After getting there and filling our cart with what we needed I head up to the cashier, put all my stuff on the belt, get my coupons ready, reach for my wallet and then the slight panic sets in. I left my wallet at home in the office on the computer table. So not only do I have to put everything on the belt back into the cart I get to tell the lady that I am a genius and have forgotten my wallet. I told her I would be right back (we don't live that far) and not to put my stuff away. That was the plan but like I said before, this wasn't the greatest of days for me. While driving home Isabelle falls asleep in the car even though it isn't more than 3 miles, she is out like a light. So I decide not to go back and to just put her in her crib and hope for the best.

The next hour and a half were pretty uneventful as Isabelle was asleep but once we got to the doctors office; all that changed. She was pretty out of it for the first few minutes because she had just woken up from her nap. Again, the doctor isn't that far from our house. She ate her grapes, drank her juice and walked around with another little girl. They finally called us back to the exam room and while I waiting I realized that Iz has another poopy diaper. So I start to change her and as I am just about done, she pees alllll over the place. So I get her cleaned up and set her on the floor sans diaper because she just went pee and there can't be anymore and because I have to clean up the exam table. While cleaning the table I look down to check on her and she is standing in one spot looking down at her feet watching herself as she pees yet again. She looks up at me with pure accomplishment on her face and then proceeds to stomp round in it. Laughing, I get her cleaned up again. At this point the doctor enters and I have to warn her of the lake sized puddle of pee on the floor. She doesn't flinch, says "its okay" and starts to exam Isabelle. I guess she has seen worse.

After all that I go back to Walmart. I pick out all the things we need (again), head the the check out, avoid the first checker we had at all costs, pay for our stuff and head home. Safe at home at last .... whew what a day.