Hampton woke up this morning with a big mess of a diaper. Jammies were dirtied for sure and I am now convinced I will never buy cheap diapers again. It is just not worth it. Mess #1.
Everett's preschool got cancelled due to weather (which I was confused about because the weather seemed fine) so he stayed home with us this morning. This kind of threw off my morning because I had some things planned for while Hampton was taking his morning nap. One was to bake some cookies, which I still tried to do, so I set Everett up with Play Doh. Mess #2. A big, crumbly multi-colored mess to be exact.
I then went downstairs to find Everett had managed to trash the playroom in only a matter of minutes. Mess #3. When I was getting Hampton up from his morning nap, I mistakenly left Everett downstairs to his own devices. In a matter of 3 minutes he completely cleared out a cabinet in our dining room and was playing with the contents. Luckily nothing broke! Mess #4.
I decided to take the babies to Target to pick up a few things. I had them all dressed and ready to go when Everett announced, "Mama I pooped in my underwears!" While I was cleaning up Mess #5, I set Hampton up in the middle of the kitchen with some plastic cups and spoons for entertainment. He managed to army crawl his way over to the dog's water bowl and pour it all over himself and the floor! At that point when I saw a drenched Hampton and Mess #6, I just couldn't help myself but to burst out laughing. Laugh at our crazy morning and laugh at the fact that I now I have two rascals to chase around. Life is definitely busy with two young children, so why not just add one more to the mix!?!
2 comments:
Oh my goodness! I can't even imagine a day like that, yet I know that in no time, such days will become common to me too. Eep!
thank you, Michelle! I needed a good laugh today, too! This must be a mess day for our boys, too.. I think they've conspired against us. I keep finding things mysteriously in the trash can, Wyatt told me "someone is here, Mama" so I would stop cleaning and look out the window at an airplane, and when I got Silas up this morning, he was eating his own poop (which had escaped from his explosive diaper)!!! aahhh!!! your blog makes me feel much better, and I can completely relate!!
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