This morning has been one of those mornings that all mothers of small children know all too well and hope that they never have another one again at the same time. It all started with an early morning phone call from DJ saying he was on a call out and did not know when he would be coming home. His last words last night were that he would be home right after work to help me with the teething monster that is Carter. Feeling bad that Carter always gets left out of the fun stuff (for a reason) I decided to let him help with the blueberry muffins, figuring he couldn't possibly make that big of a mess with a little spoon with leftover batter on it...
After that disaster was contained, I selfishly decided that I needed to take a shower after a couple of days without one. I shut all the doors in the house to keep Carter from getting into too much mischief. As I stepped out of the shower I was greeted by Abigail who sadly said "I made a big mess. I'm sorry." Not too alarmed since it was Abbie admitting this, we headed out to assess the damage. Much to my surprise, Abbie had reached the box of cereal on the counter, spilled it, and left her brother to make teeny, tiny crumbs all over the kitchen and living room. I laughed, cleaned it up and went out for the morning paper. I stepped out the door and was charged at by the neighbors dog for the second time in three days. I came in for my pepper spray and went back out to get my revenge on the dog. I got rid of the dog, came inside and smelled the familiar smell of what I thought was a
poopy diaper. I scooped Carter up and went into his room where I discovered, hands down, the most terrible, disgusting thing Carter has ever done....
I debated posting this because it is SO bad, but it was the only way to describe how bad it really has been and this picture does not show the whole extent of the tragedy. I was furious and horrified and the same time. I scrubbed and scrubbed that child while he screamed bloody murder and Abbie ran around exclaiming that she was sorry. All of this by 9:30 am. I think we all need to go back to bed and start all over...
After my last swimming experience with Carter, we were prepared. Not pictured is the inner tube float I also put him inside of once he was in the water. In case you are wondering arm floaties, a lifejacket, and an inner tube is too much float for a 23 lb boy.
Some of the kids are ready to go.
Abigail is now very interested in the photo albums of her first year and loves to look at them. Some concepts are hard for her to understand (like pictures of certain toys she still has or no brother) but she loves it nonetheless.
This morning has been one of those mornings that all mothers of small children know all too well and hope that they never have another one again at the same time. It all started with an early morning phone call from DJ saying he was on a call out and did not know when he would be coming home. His last words last night were that he would be home right after work to help me with the teething monster that is Carter. Feeling bad that Carter always gets left out of the fun stuff (for a reason) I decided to let him help with the blueberry muffins, figuring he couldn't possibly make that big of a mess with a little spoon with leftover batter on it...
After that disaster was contained, I selfishly decided that I needed to take a shower after a couple of days without one. I shut all the doors in the house to keep Carter from getting into too much mischief. As I stepped out of the shower I was greeted by Abigail who sadly said "I made a big mess. I'm sorry." Not too alarmed since it was Abbie admitting this, we headed out to assess the damage. Much to my surprise, Abbie had reached the box of cereal on the counter, spilled it, and left her brother to make teeny, tiny crumbs all over the kitchen and living room. I laughed, cleaned it up and went out for the morning paper. I stepped out the door and was charged at by the neighbors dog for the second time in three days. I came in for my pepper spray and went back out to get my revenge on the dog. I got rid of the dog, came inside and smelled the familiar smell of what I thought was a poopy diaper. I scooped Carter up and went into his room where I discovered, hands down, the most terrible, disgusting thing Carter has ever done....
Abbie the ever so cautious was concerned that her floaties were too tight and decided that the "big pool" was scary.
Carter, the anything but cautious, thought the whole thing was great and loved to jump off the step into the water and make me an overall nervous wreck.
We have been eagerly taking advantage of any cool weather and DJ's days off that we can get. We went to Riverwalk park for a picnic last Tuesday. Carter stopped by to eat for a few minutes, but spent the rest of the hour and a half playing in the sand. He never climbed a stair, slid down a slide, or relaxed in a swing. Sand- the whole time, and was still upset when we left.
As we can all see, Abbie loves to dress herself. Luckily, she loves going places so much that I can tell her that Mommy gets to pick out her clothes when we are going out in public and she goes for it! My personal favorite are Carter's beige socks she has on with her black shoes.
Lots of kids came over to play
Abbie is SO excited to hold baby Loki
With Abbie's help, all the candles go out in one breath
Abigail and her beloved baby Jake
DJ's parents bought DJ a very nice floor safe for his 30th birthday as a surprise for him. I knew about it about a week before its delivery, but had to keep it a secret for the sake of the surprise. He must have been relieved to arrive home to find a wonderful present since the only info I was able to give him was that he needed to be home from work by 10am and that there would be people waiting for him. He has been wanting to buy one for years and it just hasn't been a possibility so he was thrilled. He was totally surprised and still can't believe that he actually owns one now. Of course, I am relieved that we can make sure all his stuff and our vital records (and photo CD's!) can be safely locked away.
Carter's new favorite place is inside the pots and pans cupboard. Now if he is missing, this is the place to check. It is certainly the safest hiding spot he has chosen thus far!
