I didn't know that vomit left on fabric for an extended period of time would bleach the fabric. It does.
That I could look at a boogery-faced kid and think they are the cutest kid alive.
That a girl can be going potty on the toilet and still miss the toilet. In fact the pee might just spray up on an unsuspecting bystander. I wish I didn't know this one but I do...from experience:)
That my baby's poop is more appealing to me than other babies' poop. Weird. I know. (And by "appealing" I mean I would rather change my child's poopy pants than another child's. NO poop is actually appealing!)
That such a small being (or rather a collection of small beings) can be so frustrating and down right trying. That I am left wondering if I have any sanity left at all.
That washing a used (disposable) diaper in a load of laundry is surprisingly not very messy. Again, take my word on this one.
What can I say?! It has been one of those days. Enough pee, poop & vomit talk!
Yesterday I posted this little nugget of a photo to Facebook:
Because I was a) shocked at how much my children liked embroidery and b) reveling in the peace and harmony it brought to my home (on yet another "snow day"). What I wasn't expecting was how many questions this picture garnered from other moms. Moms that wanted to know the how's & what's of embroidery with small children.
So you know what that means, right?! A post about embroidering with small children coming soon! I know the excitement!!! I hope you can handle it:)
Ok. Ok. Only a couple moms were interested in embroidery. And no one asked for a post (besides my husband). But still I have so many cute pictures of my kids while doing embroidery. So a post is definitely forthcoming regardless of the very minimal demand for such a post! I apologize in advance.
Lastly, why oh why do I always seem to find myself in poopy situations? Literally speaking of course. This morning's incident I blame on the Cheerios. The kids took a bath this morning. After toweling off Hannah, I left her (in her birthday suit) playing outside of the tub while I ran to grab her a diaper and clothes. It was then I discovered the smear(s) of Cheerios in the hallway. So I stopped my diaper & clothes retrieving mission to clean it up. Which in turn gave Hannah ample time to poop WITHOUT a diaper on.
Moral of the story: get a new diaper before bath time!
How have I not learned this yet?!?