I tell you a lot of the feel good, warm & fuzzy stories that go on here. But there are days that are just complete… chaos… yeah chaos! I think that is a good word for it.
Here is one of the days and this happened a week ago. During the moment I did not find it funny at all – but now I do.
Last Friday Jesse was off from one of his jobs so he was here working our business. It was inventory day for the business. So we had all our employees here counting their little hearts out. I went to the grocery store because we were throwing a new years eve party and it was my only day to get groceries. I think I would of rather stayed home and counted inventory!
I ran into Target quick and that was good. They have those dual semi huge carts that everyone looks at you and moves out of your way because you have a massive cart with kids climbing all over the place. Well my kids do a fairly decent job of sitting in them. I said fairly… Max attempts to get out but I buckle him so he usually ends up stuck and screaming for help.
Then we went to the grocery store and I specifically picked this grocery store because they have two seats with steering wheels! The kids freak because I tell them to drive me to the cereal… or drive me to the bread… and it distracts them for awhile. I also brought them a snack to eat and a drink. Which got be threw the produce section. Then they “drove” me around for awhile. Then they were getting feisty (it was a huge shopping trip) so then we started playing I spy and had them look for shapes and letters. We made it! We made it out with NO melt downs from them! Or me! : )
I’m driving home (45 minute drive) and they fell asleep!!! Ugh! I was trying so blasted hard to keep them awake! Max is gone! Mally announces “Wake me up when we get home!” NOOOO!! You stay awake girl! I want them to sleep at home so I can get some stuff done!! Gone! Out! They are both out cold! Fail!
I get home take them out to the shop to see how inventory is going and let them burn off all their energy since they have been trapped in carseats or shopping carts for the last 4 hours.
Bring them in to settle down and attempt naps. I did our whole nap routine. Put them in bed. They lay in there and giggle and play for like 30 minutes. Then Jesse came in and they heard him and they wanted him! Nap time over!
We were taking our sales guy out for his Christmas Supper that night so I need to take a shower and get ready. So I set the kids up with a little entertainment and I went to get ready. I get out of the shower and I am coming upstairs and Max is coming downstairs – we meet in the middle. He holds his hands up at me and says “Icky” and he is kind of opening and closing them like they are sticky… What did you do Max? Then he says “poop”. OMG!!! MAXWELL!!! THAT BETTER NOT BE POOP ON YOUR HANDS!!!
*everyone take a deep breath*
YES!!! POOP ON HIS HANDS!!
See my kids get “sweaty” and take their shirts off. Well Max took his shirt of while I was in the bathroom. When his shirt is off he sticks his hands down the back of his pants. It is almost like an unconscious thing he does. Well this time he did – he had pooped!!!!
I was trying so hard not to throw up on him as I cleaned him up! The most disgusting thing ever!
Then I am thinking… so if you had poop on your hands… WHAT DID YOU TOUCH!?! So I tried to retrace what I think he did/move and sanitized my house! and my kid!
After that issue is done I discovered an empty popcorn container in the chair. I grab it and say, Mallory did you eat this popcorn without asking momma first? She says, no. Then I say, Well then who ate it? She gives me this little grin, puts her finger by her mouth like she is thinking and she cheerfully says “um… maybe daddy?!”
I so thought she was lying to me! She has been on a lying streak! A bad lying streak! And the way she said it had me convinced she was lying.
Now it wasn’t an issue of her eating the popcorn. The issue was she was lying to me.
So we chatted about this lying and she kept being silly and it totally felt like she was lying to me. So I take her to a time out. Well she didn’t like that at all. When her time out is over, I go by her and I say, Are you ready to tell me the truth now? She says yes. Who ate the popcorn? She sits in silence a bit and then says… daddy. Again! So I walk away and I say, let me know when you are ready to tell me the truth and I’ll come back and listen. Well she really didn’t like that! Then she had to go to the bathroom. She is sitting on the toilet and I’m curling my hair (still trying to get ready for our supper) and her and I are talking. I start asking her different questions. And she says “Fine! I ate the popcorn!” So I say, when did you eat it? When I was in the shower? She says… no, maybe another night.
Now I am totally blown away! I have to get to the bottom of this for real now! So I say… where do I keep the popcorn? She says, um maybe in the fridge? (What? The fridge?") Where did you find the popcorn… she says… beside daddy’s chair!
ding ding ding! OMG! She really didn’t eat the blasted popcorn!!! Her daddy really did!!! And he left this empty container by his chair and she found it and just put it on his chair!!!
I have been accusing her of eating this blasted popcorn and she really didn’t do it!!! I felt so incredibly stupid!!
I would not have cared if she ate – it was the fact that I thought she was lying to me and I’ve been trying to correct her lying habits.
But she wasn’t lying this time! It was just the way she was saying it like she was tricking me and trying to get away with it!
Oh that little stinker!! What really cracks me up is she says, fine I ate it!
I did eventually get my hair curled a splash of make up just in the knick of time to get them a quick supper before I had to go pick up the babysitter!
We go out for supper and I indulged in a lemon drop! (and maybe a few more – hey, it was a rough day!) Get home and our babysitter says she just put Mallory to bed and she is looking down the hall and she says, she is peeking out her door right now. Mallory comes running out at us and she totally gets the sillies and starts acting up! It is like 10:30pm. I go take Vanessa home and Mallory announces “I’m not tired anymore momma!” I come home in a flash and Mallory is still wide awake, caught a second wind, and is ready to party it up! I calmed her down by reading about 3 books and she went to bed just fine!
And then I went to bed!
Day over!