ok. so things aren't as dreary as my heading would suggest.
i managed to keep my head about water today -
but there are several things i did NOT manage to do.
read on, 16 readers.
Sunday was departure day for Granddad,
and yesterday LDL / Yay Yay! headed back to the
Sunshine State.
Neither of them are feeling bright sunshiney.
i was told on multiple occasions i wasn't allowed to cry.
pretty sure they were talking to themselves.
so here we are -
day one. parenting two. alone.
lovely little L thought she'd spice things up a bit
by deciding not to sleep last night.
at all.
sweet P played along and woke up at 6am.
seriously?
he went back to sleep - something's going right.
in short -
we went to the dr. for a sick visit for little L.
her belly button hasn't quite healed, but not to worry,
all is well.
except it was during naptime,
and P woke up the second we walked back in the door.
L also refused to sleep so I ran from one kid to the other
from about 2p - 330p when P decided he wanted to go outside.
it's nice. no problem
L is in her swing attempting to sleep.
P and I go out.
we get up to the lawn and I hear L wake up.
go get her. put her in the sling.
p does not like this, but seems to realize
he has the advantage in a footrace.
our sidewalk has been recently repaved.
as in, the last 30 minutes.
P has no shoes on.
but before we get to that....i know, cliffhanger.
P falls down in the field, and comes up with a wad of
DOG POOP on his behind.
Seriously? Pick up the poop! i do enough pooper scooping.
we have to go inside. he refuses, i don't care.
it's nice out here.
except he decides to take off running
down the freshly tarred pavement.
my little barefoot tar baby.
p gets a time out for not listening,
his butt covered in dog poop,
his feet completely black with tar.
and his little pitter patters can now been seen by all in the neighborhood.
its now 4pm.
we all watch Ellen.
thank goodness for a 6pm bedtime.
they sure are good looking kids though!
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