Poop in the tub, make my day.

Lets just say this week has been…weird, crazy, fun….tiring? Tiring…that’s a giveaway, tired is always there.

To start it of..we went from beautiful fall, cool weather.
To, BAM! Winter. 8 inches over night.
The girls and I shoveled twice yesterday, and the hubs and I shoveled twice last night, one being at midnight. We’re going to try to keep up on it better then last winter. So we don’t have a three foot wide driveway that you have to put the gas down to make it through. So thats been exciting.

Yesterday, Miss Sunshine, had the BIGGEST turd in the bath tub, gross. I know, but I had to share with someone! It didn’t phase her at all, I think it honestly fascinated her. I grabbed it with a wipe and dashed to the toilet, while trying not to breath through my nose. I was rocked. Guess that can be checked of the “list”…

Today, I walk into the bathroom to find Addi straddling the toilet, back to me…confused and trying not to laugh, I ask her WHAT ARE YOU DOING, LOVE?! And she says, “I’m peein like daddy” awesome.

The things they do!

I stink.

If you keep putting off a shower because you don’t want to hear screams and hope they survive 5 minutes by themselves….if you think no one can reaaally smell you.
If you think its okay to take care of everything but yourself. Well, When your 3 year old walks past and says “mom, you stink!” In a disgusted tone, there’s not much to be said. But that it’s time.

This happened to me yesterday and i stunk….I let them fend for themselves for five minutes and they survived and I was refreshed and felt much better about myself.

I now smell good.