Seriously, what a day!
I had a crappy night because I was all alone in the big, dark house. Jake is on the road, mom and dad are out of town. It's scary and vulnerable here! After restless sleep, I jumped awake at 9 AM--overslept by an hour! Luckily, I heard no screaming from the kids, they were happily just playing. I know, I love them! Then I opened the door....
Bad, rotten stench. Lukey had thrown up everywhere! There were massive chunks of pizza all over the place. So gross! Who knows how long he'd been sitting in it!! Let's not think about that. Got him out, undressed him, got Cooper. Turns out all 3 kids were poopy, Cooper with diarrhea. Then Luke pooped again right after I changed him. Having already lost an hour, I was running like a chicken with my head cut off to get everything done before church--now including cleaning up nasty throw up all over the place--and trying to make a cute Enrichment poster. Went to church and had all 3 kids in sacrament by myself. NIGHTMARE! They were actually well behaved, but we sound like a jungle. I cannot get them to understand how to whisper.
Home from church and rushing to get house cleaned up, scrub out the nasty pack and play, and dinner cooked. Luke kicks the living daylights out of Ethan. Over and over. I am irate! Want to bop him, but I don't. I'm not sure he knew what he was doing (long story).
Fix dinner for us and Allred's, Luke starts kicking Lincoln. That boy is trouble. Time out for him. A while later I tell him he can get down and then I went back to my room to straighten things up. Well, about 45 minutes later he still hasn't come back. I went out to find him...
Totally sleeping. If that's not cute! I guess he didn't hear me tell him he could get down and sat in that chair for a good hour. Poor kid. Made my day end well, though.
4 years ago