A Glimpse into our Day
So then it was nap time. I came out of the laundry room to find the kids desperately trying to put the phone cradle back on the buffet table. They’d been hiding from me back there where I told them to stay out of. So after a quick but effective talk, I sent them upstairs for quiet time. Only they didn’t get quiet. It took them 7 minutes of running up and down the hallway, laughing maniacly (spell check doesn’t like that one) before they settled down. So I called them both back down – they came down and said, "yeah?", which I gently corrected- and told them how very sorry I was that they chose not to go to their rooms like I told them, but instead to run up and down the hallway. I informed them that they would stay an extra 7 minutes in their rooms this afternoon. And obviously, they need more practice in obedience, so we will practice right now and however long that takes, will be even more extra time for naps. So I said, "it’s time for naps, please go up to your rooms". They went quickly and quietly and I waited until I heard both doors close. I called them down again. My obedient little sheep answered, yes mama. I complimented their manners, then informed them it was time for naps and to go upstairs. They went without complaint. Then I caught a whiff of breastmilk poop. I look over at Bip who is sitting on the floor while I fold laundry and he on has his "poop face" and then I see it…yellow poop bubbling happily over the back of his diaper and making a lovely puddle on the floor, completely missing his pants. I sigh, get up to get a rag and he leans forward, and more poop bubbles up and over.
And here’s your laugh for the day:
I’d rather hunt with Dick Cheney than
Ride in a car with Ted Kennedy
