Monday, August 13, 2007
Today I got up early to go to the grocery store before Mark had to leave for work and the groceries are still not put away, more than twelve hours later.
None of the babies took naps at the same time today and when they did sleep, the boys woke them up with their fighting.
The boys spent the entire day fighting.
Hunter turned the sprinkler on full blast while the babies were playing in it and Jericho got stuck screaming in the middle of it until I could rescue him.
Caleb started spraying the babies with the garden hose until Justus fell and banged his head on the concrete. And while I was busy soothing him, Caleb decided it would be even more fun to beat Jericho over the head with the nozzle until Jericho's head started bleeding.
I still can't carry three babies at once.
After bathing and calming the babies I laid down with them on the nursery room floor to feed them both bottles. When Justus finished I picked him up to burp him and he barfed right into my mouth and all over my hair and face and neck.
I have diarrhea from hell.
Hunter refuses to follow directions, insists on whining all day long and tells us "no" on a regular basis. Today was no different only instead of reserving it for his Dad, he decided he'd give me a taste of his nastiness.
The sweet lady who volunteered to come help watch the twins so I could take the big boys to the beach tomorrow, cancelled.
And I got absolutely nothing done today. No laundry folded, no dishes done, no groceries put away, nada.
But it's all okay because you know what? Mark got me one of these
and somehow it makes everything all better--except of course my waistline but at this point in the game, who the heck cares about my freakin' waistline?
posted by Shana # 10:16 PM 
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