Nothing a little duct tape won't fix!

A couple weeks ago Robb sent me to a wonderful salon for a day of pampering for my birthday. Ahhh just what I needed! Since the salon was only a half hour from my younger brother's house, the kids and Robb rode along and hung out there while I relaxed and enjoyed my time away. Since my brother doesn't have any children I was a little worried about my three, very busy, kids destroying his house, but I didn't let it worry me for long, as I was wrapped up in the "comfort tea" I was sipping at the ever beautiful salon. Oh, a day all to myself, no one tugging on my shirt, no one yelling "MOM" or needing a diaper change. No, just me time.... After 3 hours of highlighting, styling, waxing, and massaging I was out the door feeling better than ever, a whole new person. As I started on my way back to my brother's house I got a call from Robb asking if I had packed any diapers for Gage..."No, I thought you did" was my reply and he responded with "I thought you were packing the bag". Well, no diapers got packed. In almost 6 years of packing diapers, never have we had this problem. Since we had an hour and a half ride home we needed to figure something out. "I'll handle it" was Robb's response. Since it was my birthday I thought I would let him do just that. Well, as I walked in the door I was greeted by my precious baby wearing a dishtowel wrapped in duct tape......Ugh. Robb was pretty proud of his concoction. We had no choice, it was going to have to work. Gage did his part by staying dry until we got home and got the diaper off. Just as I began to praise him he peed all over the floor. Nonetheless the time I had at the salon was wonderful!