Doin' All Right
A list of tragic things that have happened today:
1. The kiddies and I were up for the day at 6:30.
2. I gave Addison a full pincushion to play with this morning.
3. I couldn't find the recipe for tonight's dinner, so I called my ma-in-law, and wrote it down on the only thing available - the cover of a Sesame Street coloring book. It's in purple crayon.
4. I spanked Addison's fanny in the middle of Walmart. I have never felt so much like white trash. At least I wasn't screaming at him too.
5. We got home and I started getting lunch together. Add's not a big sandwich fanatic, so I tossed a hotdog in the toaster oven while I made a sandwich for myself and got drinks ready. I put it on the table and got Bryn out of her carseat while the hotdog cooked. It was suddenly very quiet, so I scooped Bryn up and went to see what the little guy was up to. I found him with a guilty look on his face eating the cheese that he'd pick out of my sandwich. Really nice.
6. I shooed him away and went to check on the hotdog and suddenly realized that I was covered in poo and so was Bryn. Blowout to the max. She and I ran upstairs, peeled our clothes off, and changed. She had it up to her shoulderblades in back and all over her legs too. Thank heavens for Shout.
7. The hotdog was completely black on one half and I gave it to him anyway.
8. I plopped Bryn in her swing and ran upstairs again, just for a second. I returned downstairs to find the right side of Addison's face covered in green fingerpaint that I'd left on the kitchen floor.
A list of reasons why that doesn't mean I'm a failure at life:
1. That was the first time Bryn had gotten up since around 9. AKA she slept through the night!!!!!!
2. I got the laundry started in the meantime and he didn't even poke himself.
3. I know what I'm cooking for dinner tonight.
4. I did give him several warnings, and had I not spanked him, he would've probably ended up bouncing out of the buggy onto his noggin. P.S. We were there buying a baby gift. That means I'm on top of things.
5. At least he got some dairy in him.
6. Any baby with a diaper like that must have a mom who ate a bean burrito for lunch yesterday. And that mom must've stuck it out for 3 whole months and counting of nothing but breastfeeding.
7. I like burned hotdogs, and now we know that he does too.
8. I was upstairs getting his alphabet flashcards for our daily "preschool" time. And the fingerpaint fell on the floor while Daddy was cooking dinner last night, which he volunteered to do.
1. The kiddies and I were up for the day at 6:30.
2. I gave Addison a full pincushion to play with this morning.
3. I couldn't find the recipe for tonight's dinner, so I called my ma-in-law, and wrote it down on the only thing available - the cover of a Sesame Street coloring book. It's in purple crayon.
4. I spanked Addison's fanny in the middle of Walmart. I have never felt so much like white trash. At least I wasn't screaming at him too.
5. We got home and I started getting lunch together. Add's not a big sandwich fanatic, so I tossed a hotdog in the toaster oven while I made a sandwich for myself and got drinks ready. I put it on the table and got Bryn out of her carseat while the hotdog cooked. It was suddenly very quiet, so I scooped Bryn up and went to see what the little guy was up to. I found him with a guilty look on his face eating the cheese that he'd pick out of my sandwich. Really nice.
6. I shooed him away and went to check on the hotdog and suddenly realized that I was covered in poo and so was Bryn. Blowout to the max. She and I ran upstairs, peeled our clothes off, and changed. She had it up to her shoulderblades in back and all over her legs too. Thank heavens for Shout.
7. The hotdog was completely black on one half and I gave it to him anyway.
8. I plopped Bryn in her swing and ran upstairs again, just for a second. I returned downstairs to find the right side of Addison's face covered in green fingerpaint that I'd left on the kitchen floor.
A list of reasons why that doesn't mean I'm a failure at life:
1. That was the first time Bryn had gotten up since around 9. AKA she slept through the night!!!!!!
2. I got the laundry started in the meantime and he didn't even poke himself.
3. I know what I'm cooking for dinner tonight.
4. I did give him several warnings, and had I not spanked him, he would've probably ended up bouncing out of the buggy onto his noggin. P.S. We were there buying a baby gift. That means I'm on top of things.
5. At least he got some dairy in him.
6. Any baby with a diaper like that must have a mom who ate a bean burrito for lunch yesterday. And that mom must've stuck it out for 3 whole months and counting of nothing but breastfeeding.
7. I like burned hotdogs, and now we know that he does too.
8. I was upstairs getting his alphabet flashcards for our daily "preschool" time. And the fingerpaint fell on the floor while Daddy was cooking dinner last night, which he volunteered to do.
oh Michelle. have i told you lately that i love you? someday when i have kids i wanna be like you. only more brunette. :)
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You are my hero. You rock! What a day. but you're right, there's a good side to everything, if you look hard enough :) :)
ReplyDeleteLove you, li'l sis!
ReplyDeletei love it. you're awesome. and you're a great mom. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a fabulous day!
ReplyDeleteI just about peed my pants reading this. Matt and I are always wondering, how do mommy's care for more than one child at home during the day? Now I know ;o)
ReplyDeleteawesome, awesome post. So often all the 'tragic' things of the day seem to be all people (or myself) see. But then I realize- HEY! my kids may have dumped cocoa everywhere, but that just means their mama actually has food in the house...and bakes them chocolatey goodness once in awhile..
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You are awesome!