Life as a Dad

So Darren and I were getting ready for a date- Darren couldn't find a nice, clean shirt that was ironed.  Because, well, I don't iron.  We were running a couple of minutes late, and Darren was holding Luke till I finished getting ready.  Then he handed Luke to the babysitter and was like, "AHHHH!" I'm sure you can tell what happened from the pictures.  Baby poop.  yeah.  Needless to say- Darren had to go change his whole outfit.  And I resolved to make sure I start ironing his shirts.