Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Days like today were the reason I started this blog to begin with

Michaela: 2 accidents
Maeve: 4
Alasdair: 3

Seriously. I mean, 9 poop things in, what, the 10 hours between they time they woke up and the time they took baths tonight? So, at least once an hour I was changing a poopy diaper or wiping my 7-year-old's ass. ugh. Every time I turned around I got a whiff of something nasty. It's amazing how much crap can come out of the back end of someone who weighs less than 30 pounds. Poop Poop Poop and more Poop. Not to mention the extra dry hands from all the washing and scrubbing. I can't wait until they move out, sort of. :)

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