Stupid Valentine’s Day
Hmm, let’s see…
My daughter woke up at 5am.
My son woke up at 10am an promptly puked all over me.
He then puked all over our couch./
My daughter tried to play with said puke.
My son was off and on all day.
My son pooped his pants.
He pooped his pants while I was upstairs.
He stuck his hands down his poopy pants.
He rubbed poopy hands together.
Son scratched his nose at some point.
He jumped into the ball pit we had set up in the living room./
Poop all over ball pit balls.
Poop all over ball pit.
I come down with Ainsley to discover the hideous poop.
Freaking out.
Place Ainsley in booster seat and strap her in.
Give her M & M’s to appease her.
Spend 30 minutes cleaning up Ethan’s butt.
Another 10 minutes on his fingernails.
Another 5 minutes on his ears, nose, and toes.
I spent 5 minutes crying.
Regain my composure and realize that there is poop on the ottoman.
Spend another 5 minutes crying and laughing at the situation.
Tell Ainsley to stop whining. Give her 5 more M & M’s to get her quiet.
Grab the fabric cleaner, only to realize that we are just about out.
Call Garrett at 2:55pm and tell him to get home ASAP.
He laughs.
I say “Not funny”.
He says, “Totally NOT funny”. However, I hear him laugh a little.
I spend the next half hour wiping poop off our ottoman.
Ethan says he needs to pee and I tell him to just pee in his pants.
Ooops. Bad parenting moment.
Ainsley goes through the trash can and pulls out the dirty wipes.
Sigh.
Is Garrett home yet?
Ahhh, Garrett is home.
“Here you go, honey! Take them while I take a break.”
Happy F’ing Valentine’s Day everyone!
HAHAH~
On a bright note , Garrett and the kids made me a really cute Valentines Card. I will post pictures soon. He is such an awesome husband!
My daughter woke up at 5am.
My son woke up at 10am an promptly puked all over me.
He then puked all over our couch./
My daughter tried to play with said puke.
My son was off and on all day.
My son pooped his pants.
He pooped his pants while I was upstairs.
He stuck his hands down his poopy pants.
He rubbed poopy hands together.
Son scratched his nose at some point.
He jumped into the ball pit we had set up in the living room./
Poop all over ball pit balls.
Poop all over ball pit.
I come down with Ainsley to discover the hideous poop.
Freaking out.
Place Ainsley in booster seat and strap her in.
Give her M & M’s to appease her.
Spend 30 minutes cleaning up Ethan’s butt.
Another 10 minutes on his fingernails.
Another 5 minutes on his ears, nose, and toes.
I spent 5 minutes crying.
Regain my composure and realize that there is poop on the ottoman.
Spend another 5 minutes crying and laughing at the situation.
Tell Ainsley to stop whining. Give her 5 more M & M’s to get her quiet.
Grab the fabric cleaner, only to realize that we are just about out.
Call Garrett at 2:55pm and tell him to get home ASAP.
He laughs.
I say “Not funny”.
He says, “Totally NOT funny”. However, I hear him laugh a little.
I spend the next half hour wiping poop off our ottoman.
Ethan says he needs to pee and I tell him to just pee in his pants.
Ooops. Bad parenting moment.
Ainsley goes through the trash can and pulls out the dirty wipes.
Sigh.
Is Garrett home yet?
Ahhh, Garrett is home.
“Here you go, honey! Take them while I take a break.”
Happy F’ing Valentine’s Day everyone!
HAHAH~
On a bright note , Garrett and the kids made me a really cute Valentines Card. I will post pictures soon. He is such an awesome husband!
