Last night our family enjoyed watching “Facing the Giants” together. Of course, several of the kids were wiggly and talkative, which is hard for those of us who like to sit quietly and actually watch the movie. But all in all it was an enjoyable experience and I’d highly recommend the movie if you haven’t seen it yet. By the end of the movie both Michael and I were asking ourselves what great things we would like to trust God for.

But that’s not why I’m here writing today. I wanted to share a photo with you showing how we spent our movie intermission time last night.

Judah had dirtied his diaper for a second time, so I pulled him up onto the couch to change him. As I was surveying the situation and peeling things off of him, stuff started pouring out the back of his diaper onto the couch. I shrieked, Michael came running, and the rest of the kids crowded around to see the show. I almost threw Judah off the couch in an effort to stop the nasty stuff from pooling any more than it already was. Michael ran for a cloth, Laura ran for paper towels, and I worked on the mess at hand. The couch cushion needed to be peeled off and rinsed, other messes needed to be cleaned up, and Judah needed to be completely changed. I realized that what would work best to clean him would be a warm shower, so we headed to the kitchen sink to give him just that. Despite the nasty messy situation, I thought it was so cute to see him standing there in the sink getting a shower. His little body is so perfectly formed and beautiful.

Once everything calmed down, we finished watching our movie. The main lesson I learned from the whole thing is that I should NOT change a baby on the couch without some sort of pad under him. My carelessness all these years finally caught up with me.