The Thomas Family: Emma Kate vs. The Shampoo

I mentioned this a while back, but I just now got around to uploading the pictures. Before I go any further, I just want to make a comment about blogging. Birthday Twin and I were just talking last night how all of these blogs are about all of these wonderful mothers who bake and craft all day and have semi-perfect children. I do craft (I don't bake) and to me, my child is pretty near perfect. However, my family has SURVIVED (and I mean really, survived) on humor. S-U-R-V-I-V-E-D.

I remember laughing a lot as a child. I remember laughing a lot in high school and EVEN more in college. We even managed to find humor when Mike was in the hospital (Todd, remember Pizza Hut and tailgating in the cardio wing?); when mom was in the hospital (it is pretty much a given that when my brothers are around, we are laughing. Add mom's friends and my uncles and it is a par-tay.) and during any other family crisis.

So, we still laugh, a lot.

There are times when Emma Kate sits around, eats her dinner, takes a bath and we have normal nights. They are rare, and that is fine with me. And while her safety is my number one concern, I am going to be real. I am going to tell you about the time she eats chalk and the time she (enter crazy, wild, unimaginable thing here.) And once I know she is safe and sound, we will laugh about it.

I will now step down from my soap box and tell you the latest story...

So what had happened was......

Last weekend Mom, EK and I went to Birmingham for a whirlwind trip. We started at Cousin Kennedy's baby shower in Hoover,

looped over to Patton Creek for a lunch date with one of mom & my favorite gals (Phyllis), shot over to NaNa's for cake and ice cream /birthday celebration,

How is this kid already SEVEN???

and hopped over to MeMe and Hoppy's house to visit.

Once all of that was done, it was time to get on the road. MeMe, the super-grandma that she is, packed EK some snacks for the road. Emma Kate had found some hotel-sized shampoos and conditioners in a bedroom and MeMe was sweet enough to let EK have them. She threw them in with EK's snacks and sent us on our way.

We scooted down I-65 and were SURE that EK had fallen asleep to her fav CD (and mom's & mine, too) Andrea Bocelli. It was quiet and she had not napped ALL DAY.

About CALERA I tell mom that something smells like really strong perfume. Ick. It was getting stronger. And since the only smells that usually come out of Calera are from the SPICE PLANT, we knew it was internal. Mom and I say at the same time---"Emma Kate???"

I look back and Emma Kate, very awake, has two shampoo bottles completely upside down and pouring into her lap. We only have KLEENEX in the car and it is no match for the icky, thick shampoo.

We had JUST PASSED the last Calera exit and could not pull off until CHILTON COUNTY. So, I continued to attempt to clean the mess with Kleenex, as we were in MaMa's nice, clean car.

We finally pull off about 10 miles later and I (quickly snap a shot) change EK into the size YOUTH Small tee that is in the car??? (Yes, I had a change of clothes, but it was a dress and tights. Shampoo covered body and putting tights on, not a good mix)

We did manage to make it home without further incident.