Erin K
10-31-2006, 02:16 PM
I decide to WALK to the grocery store (about a mile) with the boys in the stroller.
On the way there there is dead cat on the path, Stephen loves cats and got all excited then confused, I told him the kitty was sleeping. (I have no idea if that was right, but I'm not teaching a one year old about death today.
I stuff the stroller basket FULL of groceries, they barely fit and weigh a ton.
On the way home, thankfully Stephen didn't notice the kitty.
I get home and start ballanceing the check book, I"m off like $100 but the bank thinks we have more than I do so it's not an emergency, I'm trying to figure it out when I realize Stephen's sorta quiet.
I go in the living room and he has gotten a hold of the carpet fresh shaking stuff and dumped it ALL out on the floor and is using that popper thingie to "vaccume" it up.
After really vaccumeing up the floor (which I just did last night by the way!) Ethan freaks out and has to nurse RIGHT THEN
So I'm nursing Ethan and reading emails when Stephen comes up to me...
Covered in cat litter and holding two clumps!!! He puts one right on Ethan's head before I know what's happening. (yes, the head that's attached to my boob!)
I put ethan down on the floor, and grap Stephen to wash him up.
He even has litter in his MOUTH. I know it's so gross I can't even think straight and Ethan is screaming because I pulled him off the nursing suddenly.
I finally got everyone clean and reasonalby happy and now I'm writing this!!!
On the way there there is dead cat on the path, Stephen loves cats and got all excited then confused, I told him the kitty was sleeping. (I have no idea if that was right, but I'm not teaching a one year old about death today.
I stuff the stroller basket FULL of groceries, they barely fit and weigh a ton.
On the way home, thankfully Stephen didn't notice the kitty.
I get home and start ballanceing the check book, I"m off like $100 but the bank thinks we have more than I do so it's not an emergency, I'm trying to figure it out when I realize Stephen's sorta quiet.
I go in the living room and he has gotten a hold of the carpet fresh shaking stuff and dumped it ALL out on the floor and is using that popper thingie to "vaccume" it up.
After really vaccumeing up the floor (which I just did last night by the way!) Ethan freaks out and has to nurse RIGHT THEN
So I'm nursing Ethan and reading emails when Stephen comes up to me...
Covered in cat litter and holding two clumps!!! He puts one right on Ethan's head before I know what's happening. (yes, the head that's attached to my boob!)
I put ethan down on the floor, and grap Stephen to wash him up.
He even has litter in his MOUTH. I know it's so gross I can't even think straight and Ethan is screaming because I pulled him off the nursing suddenly.
I finally got everyone clean and reasonalby happy and now I'm writing this!!!