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Just another Monday

Over the last 5 days at home, Lucas was up at his usual early time, even as early as 5:45 am one morning! I guess it is no surprise that on his first day back to school after the Thanksgiving break he decided to sleep in. I eventually got him out at 6:40 am and he wasn't happy. No matter because I was on to other things. While I was hurrying to make breakfast for everyone so we could get out the door on time, Liam got into the Costco-sized black pepper container. Fortunately, he got it on his hands and over his head, but miraculously, not in his eyes. Poor baby, he had to endure an early morning head-dousing in the kitchen sink for his antics. Lucas ended up sneezing up a storm because he went in for a closer look to see what Liam did....Why are children (boys?) so?

And my day is only just begun?! Holy cow!

After Liam's morning nap, we made a quick trip to Costco (not for more black pepper mind you). Unfortunately, I hadn't realized Liam had pooped (in my defense, I checked before we left), so he ended up staying in his poopy diaper until we got back home...nice. Enough mishaps already! But I ended the day like it started.

During bathtime, Liam must have gotten 3 good sucks of a washrag he was playing with in the tub before I noticed there were....things floating in the tub. Yes, you know the things I mean. It was the first time he'd pooped in the tub and it would have to be today when I already demonstrated I wasn't getting his poop signals.....nice. ..sigh...

Now you know why this post is so short - I have a date with some bleach.

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