Happy Anniversary!

We took the kids with us for our anniversary dinner. No big deal right? I must admit I've grown complacent with the kids and the diaper bag. I stopped packing extra clothes because they never need them. Yeah. Brilliant. Half way thru' dinner I notice Elise has uh, had a blowout in her carrier. I haul her into the restroom, clean her up and return with a naked baby save for a diaper. Hello. She's already embracing her redneck heritage. Why...I should have kicked off my flip flops, I was already wearing a plaid shirt...and joined her embrace the Arkansas hills that are bred deep in her Daddy...and done a jig around Olive Garden with her. I tried to avoid the stares as I toted my naked girl back to our table. Oh yes. Must also make sure to have adequate wipes on hand, not just two so that I get to ask the server for extra napkins. Happy Anniversary Baby! Is there any hay in my teeth??