Bathroom badness?

I think my temper has cooled enough to safely blog about this now. Please forgive any sailor talk that sneaks its way into this post.

Yesterday our darling daughter got up early from her nap. I knew she hadn't slept and sent her back to bed. She complained that her books were not in her room. I told her they were right outside her door, to get them, to shut her door, and to read in bed. At least 3 times. She turns around to go back upstairs and I hear... nothing.

That should have gotten my attention.

Alas, I had other matters to attend to; our charming son had once again pooped through his diaper and outfit and Sharon's bouncy seat. (Sorry! Argh! It's clean now...) So as I'm literally wiping him off from stem to stern and soaking his clothes, etc. I hear a frantic "I'm making a mess!" which I didn't hear for the first few times because I was in the laundry room w/ the water running. As I climb the stairs, leaving our boy half naked on the floor with the sun (!) in his eyes, I hear it again: I'm making a mess! I'm thinking, I know she's in pull ups and she's already pooped and there's nothing in her room to make a mess with so what...

at which point I make it to the bathroom.

Those of you who have visited us know we have a basket on the back of the toilet in the guest bathroom, which is also Carrie's bathroom. It's full of shampoos, lotions, etc. for guests so you all don't have to bring your entire bathroom closet with you when you come. She'd found and upended (gleefully, I'd bet) a travel sized lotion. It was all down her pants, all over the bathroom rug, all over the bathroom floor, and she had what can only be called a pile of it in her outstretched hand. And she is yelling at me about the mess she made. Where in the brain of a two and a half year old (or anyone's brain for that matter) does it seem like a good idea to pour lotion all over creation? I suppose I should be thankful it wasn't bubble bath or nail polish remover or something worse. I suppose I should be glad it was only travel sized.

That's still an awful lot of lotion. Have you ever emptied one of those in one sitting?!

After I finished tearing out my hair, she went back to bed. Without books.

Be careful on our bathroom floor. As they say in Da Burgh, it's slippy. *sigh*

Catchup

Hi all! Been a long time, again. We're doing just fine. According to our measuring tape, Care Bear is 3 feet tall now. I forget what aunt Lisa said she weighed... 25 pounds, was it? Little Liam checked in at 14 lbs and 15 oz fully clothed. She measured them both when we were in PA two weeks ago.

Her vocab and memory are growing like weeds too. Here's her version of January from Chicken Soup With Rice : "It's so nice while slipping on the sliding ice to sip on hot got-it (chocolate) all day." And then the last page, "I told you once, I told you twice, I told you chicken soup with rice." Just change all the r's to w's and you'll even have it in her voice ;) You oughta ask to hear her say our address. Time to start on phone number, too, I suppose!

Dada should get back from Clarion tonight and then maybe tomorrow we can all visit the library in the evening. It's been beautiful and sunny but awfully cold. Can't complain about sun, though! From our prayers, "Dear Jesus, thank you for the sunshine and the shade..." This is one literal kid!

Hope you all are doing well. Enjoy the pictures from the past two weeks! I'm terrible anymore, I'm sorry. Take care & stay warm!

I love this grin! 

my naked boy, hehe 

Typical Care Bear pose, caught being silly! 

He thinks Care Bear is just the best thing ever! 

Hehehe! 

"And just what do you expect me to do with those?" 

Playing together, as much as they can... 

contemplating the block tower that is out of the frame 

Nice nap in the swing 

This hoodie has snowflakes on the pockets and zipper 

Carrie & Pa Pa made playdoh orange trees, tractors, and birds 

Playing piano for the first time (well, distracted by blocks here... hehe!) 

Rub a dub dub, lookit this chub! 

Nana and her Liam 

Nana & Pap Pap meeting Liam 

Prayers please

We are all fine & dandy, but please be praying for our small friend Oliver. Here's his website: http://www3.caringbridge.org/or/oliver/index.htm and his story is just heartbreaking. I'll try to update this site more this weekend, but I wanted to get the word out about Oli. Please link him on your sites and pass along this prayer request to your churches and friends. How is poor family is managing, I can't even imagine. Thank you in advance for your prayers and love!

In honor of Muggin

I think this is giraffe colored...

Muggin stopped by twice to visit us on her way to & from Detroit to visit Andrew (who's there to cover the Super Bowl- yay!) Megan loves giraffes, so after she'd left we had a little fun in her honor. If you haven't read "Giggle, Giggle, Quack" or any of those stories involving Farmer Brown's Duck, then these won't be quite as funny. At any rate, we had a good time. Hope you like the pictures of Giraffe muggin', Muggin! ;) Hehe!

Grandma Barb's been here for a week & I bet she's gonna sleep great when she gets home. Carrie is really keeping her busy, and she's such a good sport. Ask her about hopscotch sometime ;)

And a big thank you to Christie from Oregon for the new Care Bear shades. Now who's the next Top Model? Hehehe! Have a super weekend!

New Care Bear shades from our OR friend Christie. Don't they just scream Carrie? 

A beast of burden. Who knew? (That's one big hay bale... or one very short giraffe...) 

In the spirit of "Giggle, Giggle, Quack"... I think Giraffe is trouble! Who let the animals on the Ferris Wheel!? 

At the hop. Hehe! (This toy makes the objects on it spin, or "dance") 

Who better to drive a hook & ladder than a giraffe, right?