Ok, again, no pictures, because really, I'm all about pictures but I'm not putting naked ones of my kids on the net. Besides, I didn't have time LOL
So, I put Liv in the tub and made Jake take a shower in my bathroom-my mistake. Normally we do this, it goes off without a hitch (well, except me going in 100x to tell Jake he's all done, and then the 101th time where I turn the water off or on cold, depending on my mood) Well, not so last night. Liv showered with me a couple of times last week, so the tub was not in use. We live in the High Desert (aka dirtville) so sediments always sit in the pipes if they aren't turned on all the time. I'm trying to hurry beacause it's late, so I put Liv in, turn the water on and immediately start washing her hair. I see the sediments so I stopped and waited. Liv saw them and started FREAKING OUT. She thought they were bugs. I'm telling her over and over "It's just dirt! It's just dirt!" Finally she calms down, I wash her hair, go to put conditioner in, starts screaming again "I HAVE TO POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP" and freaks out (she pooped in the tub and wouldn't go in for WEEKS without throwing a huge fit) so, I got her out and put her on the potty, she's crying because she's wet and cold, then what do my ears hear? Jake screaming *sigh* so I go running into the other bathroom, leaving Liv dripping all over the place on the toilet. Jake has shampop in his eyes. Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but the last time I checked, you're only supposed to use a little, not 1/2 the bottle (hmm, could be part of the problem, you think??) So, I'm helping Jake clean out his hair, all the while Liv's on the toilet yelling, "Mommy, I just farted-No Pooooooooooooooooooooooop!" I'm yelling at her to stay there, Jake's crying because he wants a wash cloth for his eyes, I'm getting water all over myself, AHHHHHHHH Calgon, take me away!
So, I'm sure most of you can get a visual on what I went thru and don't really need pictures. Finally got everyone washed, dried, and put away. I need a drink...
(and btw, Jake's shower ended in cold water this time-THAT was how my mood was LOL)
I'm pretty sure Livvie has some OCD in her. She must've got that from either her father or her Auntie Heather, because she surely didn't get it from me LOL. Everytime I turn around, she's organizing her letters by color and making sure the animals match up. And notice, she put all the blue letters on the drawer. She always does that when I'm in there cooking, which hinders my process because that's where the silverware are. She also color coordinates her blocks, and matches up all her little people animals. Weirdo lol
You're currently staring at 2 weeks worth of socks, underwear (Jake's, just so you know-I don't wear superhero undies LOL) and Jake's undershirts, AKA wife beaters (he wears them under his shirts in the winter for an added layer of warmth-the kid's a rail-he needs all the help he can get!) I absolutely hate matching socks. The only reason I took care of them is because we were all running out and I got tired of digging thru the basket to match them up daily. I shouldn't say that I just hate matching socks. I hate laundry. I hate dragging it down 2 flights of stairs, sorting, washing, drying, folding, putting away...No matter how quick you take care of it, there's always a load lurking around the corners, always stuff to be washed-blankets, towels, sheets, blech, it never ends, does it?!?!?!
And because my son is smart, he took the note off that the teacher stapled to the picture and threw it in the garbage before he left school. Now, if he were REALLY smart, he would've just thrown the whole thing away and NOT told me that he ripped the note off LOL. That's what I would've done when I was in school (and did lots-Sorry Mom!) but I digress...
