Circus

so, fellow readers, i'm sure you're all aware of bridon's little 'bum' problem. well, i'd like to say we're over the hump, but alas, it seems like every other one or two days, we get a flare up! so stay with me here...i still don't get out much, but the last two times i have, bridon has decided to UNLOAD! last friday nite, we had the date gone wrong with our friends where we had both children and then an explosion in our dining booth. our friend, jason tuft, was holding him and said 'hey, i think i'm getting wet.' i was all ready feeling a bit like a circus act because the other couples had come childless and we had our toddler blowing his straw on a booster seat and the baby hanging out. oh well! but then it happened again! NOT that i am unhappy about poop...in fact, in the middle of a very important meeting at our bank last nite with some other professionals where i am supposed to look organized, like i know what i'm talking about with the numbers... i smelled the smell. and i have to admit i was excited and SAID so! however, couldn't it be in a more convenient place??! the poor boy was covered and there was no changing table in the darkened, restroom. ahh, just another circus act for our family out in public! maybe i should get out more often...this seems to trigger it! on that note, around midnite i was up with bridon, trying to get him settled down in the dark and all of a sudden i hear this really deep voice coming from the couch. kinda freaked me out! earlier this week, we went to the temple, and in a last ditch effort bentley got his first happy meal, with this hippo from madagascar, the movie. thus the deep man's voice coming from the couch, telling me a line from the show. maybe i will run away with the circus...they were in town earlier, looking for some hay for their elephants.