I have decided to keep a record of the things that I learn from my children and/or husband each day. I need to look closely for the lessons that my family are teaching Here is today. I will be backlogging a couple of days too.
I made an apple crisp after Brooklyn woke up. I was feeling good about myself, and then I told M it was time to go. She had been quiet, but I figured that she was looking out the front glass door. When I came to the front to get into the car and get Maurie ready to go, I look over to a horrific scene. Her diaper was off. She was manhandling a small turd and there was poop smeared onto my hardwood floor…very near where my brand new lamp had just been shattered. If people really had steam come out of their nose and ears, steam would have been coming out of me! Maurie has a terrible history of taking her diaper off when she is poopy. I dragged her upstairs to clean up her brown hands. It was taking all the self-control I had not to yell. I had her wash her hands first in the sink because the last time she did this, I put her into cold water and she shook her hands in shock and splattered me and the whole bathroom with wet poop. I had learned my lesson. Then, Brooklyn was trying to touch everything so I had to plop her into her crib. She screamed in anger because she knew she was missing something. As I washed the poop off of Maurie I knew that the time to pick up Jane was drawing nearer and nearer. I wondered if I would have time to scrape the poop off the floor before we had to leave. Thankfully I did and then we were on our way to pick up Jane and I kept smelling poop. I had washed my hands over and over so I knew it wasn’t them. Then, to my dismay I looked down to see poop on the side of my pants. Wow! Just wow! I would have to pick up Jane in this get-up. And to make things more interesting I did not get ready at all today because I have been exhausted. Greasy hair, sweat pants and an old long sleeve t-shirt from high school. Yes…and smelling like poop. I waited until the last possible moment to get Jane for fear someone would smell me and get a really good look at me! I have successfully changed clothes and completely cleaned up the mess. AND there is a slightly burned apple crisp on my stove. I think I have come out of this pretty good. =)