"Girls got into the trash this morning...coffee grinds EVERYWHERE! Nice way to start the day."
But what I didn't elaborate on was WHY and HOW my girls got into the trash without my knowledge. Not that they aren't crafty little girls, they get into a LOT of messes...but this was BAD. I'm talking coffee grinds all over the kitchen floor, in their hair, mouth...ugg, it was a MESS. They must of had a good 5 minutes playing in it.
The reason I was so preoccupied was Gavin. He came down stairs, buck naked...not in itself a big deal, that's how he is 70% of the time...but he said to me, "Mom, I need a bath."
Huh? Did I hear right? Gavin ASKING for a bath? I knew something was wrong...
He pooped ALL OVER the bathroom!! He had only been wearing his undies when the 'ria took over (that's a nice slang word for diarrhea). Poor mommy who had to clean it up...oh yeah, and poor kid who must of had a stomach ache...but I'm seriously still gagging THINKING about cleaning it up...it's been over 12 hours! This is one of those stories that I'm going to laugh about one day, right? It's still to early...