Wow, two posts in one morning-I'm on a roll! I pumped myself up with a pep-talk promising that I would try harder to record my children's funny (and maybe not-so-funny?) antics.
As I was finishing my last entry I looked at the clock and realized it was time to pick Sarah up from preschool so I was rushing and I told Patrick to get in the car. While I was strapping Luke into his carseat Patrick was on the other side looking at me. Being in a hurry I didn't realize what that look meant. When I went to his side to buckle him in, I figured it out: "I peed." WHY!? Why pee in the car!? Five seconds ago you were in the house! Three seconds ago you were outside surrounded by all the trees and shrubs a little boy could hope for. ARGGG!!!
I had no choice but to strip him and throw his clothes in the carport. He rode to Sarah's school naked. Now I have to go out there and clean pee from the carpet of my truck. Ew.
Oh yeah, and the main reason for this blog entry:
When I got to the school and signed Sarah out I realized I forgot to put shoes on.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Halloween.
My kids were so excited for Halloween. I made the mistake of turning the TV the first of the month, which is when the genius programmers started airing Halloween-themed shows. For an entire month every single day I answered a hundred times, "No, Halloween isn't today..."
Finally, the wait was over for all of us. They donned their costumes at 7 am. I had back up costumes because it was a very good possibility that they would not make it through the day. I had a few things planned to make the wait for Trick-or-Treating go easier.
First, we went to Wal-Mart in the morning. I had Patrick in the seat of the buggy, Sarah in the back, and Luke in the sling. After browsing the store aimlessly (yes, if you are from a small town as well you will know this is how we kill time...at Wal-Mart!!) I heard Luke's rumbles and thought "uh-oh"...when babies in slings poop it is bad news cause the poop has no where to go but....everywhere. So you can imagine my delight when I felt the sling and it was dry. Being unprepared as usual I picked up a pack of diapers and a case of wipes (I needed them anyway) and parked the buggy in the aisle and headed into the bathroom with my brood. Okay, the poop was NOT contained. Luke's cute little black, glow-in-the-dark onesie was ruined-I took it off and threw it in the trash; it was not salvageable. Of course I had to line the nasty diaper changing station with about 33 paper towels and OF COURSE they were everywhere. In the process of taking his clothes off poo got...okay let's just get to the point: I had to give my naked, squirming baby a bath in the Wal-Mart sink. Trust me, it was that bad. Did I mention I also had Sarah and Patrick? Yes, well they stood in the corner of the bathroom like good children so I could concentrate on taking care of the huge, disgusting mess I had on my hands (and on everything else!). GOTCHA!! They did no such thing-they did however lock themselves in a stall and pull toilet paper out. Thank goodness I was preoccupied or I would have really freaked out about the germs. So after I had the situation back under control I lined the sling with paper towels (it wasn't too bad in there) and put Luke back into it with only a diaper. I tried to find another Halloween onesie, but they were sold out-Grrrr. I did find little shirts though so I settled for that and it turned out to be cuter anyways so it all worked out.
Next, we headed to Publix for food. That trip was surprisingly uneventful. We came home and after changing into play clothes we carved pumpkins. That took an hour. Carving a pumpkin with 3 kids is hard. I should have taken a picture, but it was so ugly I did not want to remember it. So back into costumes and back to Publix for Trick-or-Treating. We followed daddy home because he got off work as they were finishing getting their candy.
It was finally time to go Trick-or-Treating around our neighborhood and we rode in a hayride with our neighbors...well we were supposed to anyways. We got about halfway down the street and somehow Patrick fell out of the back. I had to bail out holding the baby so I could scrape my son off the pavement, and of course Sarah followed me because she does whatever everyone else is doing. So we unanimously decided that the hayride was not a good idea for us. They got lots of candy and had it for breakfast the next day because, well, they only get that twice a year (after Easter is the other time) and who cares!? :)
I wish I could write my memories immediately before I forget them. I'm going to work on that.........................
...And one more thing: I know my pictures aren't the greatest (haha) but I actually like that because it shows my kids' true personalities and not posing smiles, ya know?
Finally, the wait was over for all of us. They donned their costumes at 7 am. I had back up costumes because it was a very good possibility that they would not make it through the day. I had a few things planned to make the wait for Trick-or-Treating go easier.
First, we went to Wal-Mart in the morning. I had Patrick in the seat of the buggy, Sarah in the back, and Luke in the sling. After browsing the store aimlessly (yes, if you are from a small town as well you will know this is how we kill time...at Wal-Mart!!) I heard Luke's rumbles and thought "uh-oh"...when babies in slings poop it is bad news cause the poop has no where to go but....everywhere. So you can imagine my delight when I felt the sling and it was dry. Being unprepared as usual I picked up a pack of diapers and a case of wipes (I needed them anyway) and parked the buggy in the aisle and headed into the bathroom with my brood. Okay, the poop was NOT contained. Luke's cute little black, glow-in-the-dark onesie was ruined-I took it off and threw it in the trash; it was not salvageable. Of course I had to line the nasty diaper changing station with about 33 paper towels and OF COURSE they were everywhere. In the process of taking his clothes off poo got...okay let's just get to the point: I had to give my naked, squirming baby a bath in the Wal-Mart sink. Trust me, it was that bad. Did I mention I also had Sarah and Patrick? Yes, well they stood in the corner of the bathroom like good children so I could concentrate on taking care of the huge, disgusting mess I had on my hands (and on everything else!). GOTCHA!! They did no such thing-they did however lock themselves in a stall and pull toilet paper out. Thank goodness I was preoccupied or I would have really freaked out about the germs. So after I had the situation back under control I lined the sling with paper towels (it wasn't too bad in there) and put Luke back into it with only a diaper. I tried to find another Halloween onesie, but they were sold out-Grrrr. I did find little shirts though so I settled for that and it turned out to be cuter anyways so it all worked out.
Next, we headed to Publix for food. That trip was surprisingly uneventful. We came home and after changing into play clothes we carved pumpkins. That took an hour. Carving a pumpkin with 3 kids is hard. I should have taken a picture, but it was so ugly I did not want to remember it. So back into costumes and back to Publix for Trick-or-Treating. We followed daddy home because he got off work as they were finishing getting their candy.
It was finally time to go Trick-or-Treating around our neighborhood and we rode in a hayride with our neighbors...well we were supposed to anyways. We got about halfway down the street and somehow Patrick fell out of the back. I had to bail out holding the baby so I could scrape my son off the pavement, and of course Sarah followed me because she does whatever everyone else is doing. So we unanimously decided that the hayride was not a good idea for us. They got lots of candy and had it for breakfast the next day because, well, they only get that twice a year (after Easter is the other time) and who cares!? :)
I wish I could write my memories immediately before I forget them. I'm going to work on that.........................
...And one more thing: I know my pictures aren't the greatest (haha) but I actually like that because it shows my kids' true personalities and not posing smiles, ya know?
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