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September 6, 2012

Scumdog redux

Filed under: Personal — Tags: , , , , — llcall @ 4:55 am

Once upon a time, we were going to take these Call family pictures in the evening. Addison and I had a busy day ahead of us — dropping my mom at the airport, visiting my famous friend Rach and making friends with her younguns, using up a gift card at a Salt Lake eatery, picking Neal up from the airport — so I did what any brilliant mommy would do, I brought like three changes of clothes for my two-year-old. Just. in. case. I even brought a spare shirt for myself since I seem to end up with greasy handprints about midway through any day.

Everything was going swimmingly. Addison seemed to like her new Nelson friends and I was completely taken with darling little Elizabeth May. I could have held that little six-week-old forever.

Except it would have been gross since, in one intense moment, she covered us both in slimy, yellow newborn poop.

I know you’re gasping right now because, of course, I didn’t bring a change of pants for ME. But never fear, I was in good hands with my fashion consultant nearby. You’d think I planned the whole thing since I left her house with a new skirt (pictured here) and pair of pants. It’s cool how the Universe/Rachel seems to deliver a new pair of pants just when I need one (after all, I lost my beloved CK jeans last year).

Everybody needs a friend like Rach. (Except for people with a natural sense of style, I mean.)



  1. Thank you for still loving us despite our terrible manners…..

    Comment by Rach — September 7, 2012 @ 4:19 pm

    • I love you all ESPECIALLY because of your ill manners!

      Comment by llcall — September 9, 2012 @ 10:14 pm

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