And it just keeps getting better…

So we want to go to the Faerie festival, right? Nope, not happening.  We headed out to brunch, and Ronan didn’t really feel like eating (Btw, we noticed this morning that he has about a dozen mosquito bites on his face.  Fortunately they don’t seem to be itchy), although he was in a good mood.  So we start to head out of town, and Ronan says “poopie”.  Ok, fine.  So we stop at a gas station to change him, to discover a MAJOR blowout (blech).  Of course, there’s no spare clothes in his diaper bag (we had taken them out and packed them in his clothes bag for the camping trip), so off we head for home to get him some clean pants and spare clothes.  After our home visit, we head out again, only to get just about outside town and Ronan says “My poopie again”.  Sure enough, poopie butt.  So we stop again to change him, this time getting hit by a freak rainstorm (as in, there’s literally ONE raincloud in the sky, and it’s dumping on us) as we’re trying to get from the station to the car.  That was it, enough is enough.  SOMETHING is trying to tell us to just stay home this weekend.  So here we are, back at home and Ronan is watching Diego Go and drinking his Pedialite.

I think we’ll all be taking a very long nap this afternoon…

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