The boys played with their cousins. Terra and I hashed out what we were going to do for Isaak and Evan's joint family party. We decided that we're going with the ever popular mustache theme. My Brother In Law works at Oriental Trading Company, so he gets a deal and can pick it up, so we won't have to pay shipping. For the first time in my birthday party history (with my kids anyway) we're making cupcakes instead of cake. I couldn't resist these mustache toppers.
If you like his shirt, I won it at Snugfits when Isaak was little. They have the best shirts! I have to pump it up, I'm friends with the owner. Truly they wash up so nice though. They say some funny things to!
Finally Emerson woke up. I was holding him and he smelled. I didn't know he pooped. I just smelled a funky smell. I know they bathe him less because A) His skin is sensitive. B) He is going through chemo and under his shirt is all kinds of stuff they have to protect. C) He hates baths. I don't blame him. They literally have to put Saran Wrap on him to give him a bath.
The funk smell was poop. It smells funky because of the meds he's on. Up his diaper it went. I went to hand him off and my coat sleeve dragged into it.
I washed myself off. We had to drive home with the funk still lingering for 15 to 20 minutes.
Then my sister got threw up on and pooped on after I left. I think she took two showers that day.
Emerson is only on light chemo. Imagine what it would be like if he was on the nasty stuff!