Wednesday, November 20, 2013

The nitty gritty

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! This window has been open for, like, three hours.  But all these kid and life things keep happening and I can't get back here to say dumb things that no one cares about.

Mary has just had her third enormous poopy diaper of the day.

I'm trying to copy some history sheets for Lizzy.

Paul was so excited about the idea of the Titanic (thanks Life of Fred) that he would not stop asking me to put on a video about it.  So I did.
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Just got back from changing said poopy diaper.  Mary somehow managed to yank it out from under her ample behind, but by the grace of God nothing escaped from its waste-trapping-region.  If you catch my drift.  Then I started to put her pants back on without putting a new diaper on her.  Another reason it's handy to have big kids around.

Good times.

There is still mess from lunch on the counters and it's less than two hours from dinner-starting time.

The big girls had their NINE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING art class today.  It lasts TWO AND A HALF HOURS.  Really I might demand your pity, but it's less bad than it seems.  The building that houses the homeschool partnership has a library with a section filled with little kids' toys plus an Art Lab room with a bunch of art supplies and projects for the kids but

OH MY GOSH, MARY!   She's...*was* ON the dining room table.

Now trapped in her booster seat with some dry cereal to snack on because lawdy, mama needs a moment.

Katie is building a diorama.  Or trying to.  But she's doing that thing where you cling to your first idea and keep trying to make it work instead of realizing that doing it a different way, although not your favorite, might actually be better.  It's cool, though.  Live and learn, man.

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I'm sort of half in the middle of finally starting the laundry but every time I walk past the computer I feel like I should finish telling you nothing.  Gee I'm so kind!  Hey, Auntie Leila says I should be making my cranberry sauce right now, and I want to.  But lunch mess.  On the counter.  Still.

Send help.

No really, I'm fine.  This is pretty much what every day looks like around here.  Mostly I just don't torture you with all the boring details.  SURPRISE!

Hey!  Tommy made marbled paper with the littles the other day courtesy of The Dangerous Book for Boys (not just for boys.  Buy it for Christmas.  You're welcome.)

All done.  Cannot ignore the hovel any longer.  Mea culpa for this ramble that should never see the light of the internet.





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24 comments :

  1. Thanks for taking a moment to share your "nothing". I'm having a somewhat similar day...although more food throwing and less poop. Sometimes it'a just nice to read that someone else is losing their marbles too :)

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  2. Exactly what Annery said. It's nice to know other ladies in the trenches with us! :) Hope that's the end of poop for awhile!

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  3. The diorama comment! Hahahahahaha!

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  4. I love your ramble. It almost exactly mirrors my thought processes, except you are more laid back. So, thanks for ramblin' . I likes it..

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  5. I love those nothing days. Reminds me that other moms have lunch messes on the counter.

    And, this is reminding me that I want to get the Dangerous Book for boys. And, Life of Fred.

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  6. I'm having one of those days where I've gotten through the bare minimum for school but I made a good dinner instead of taking a nap and feel like I deserve a medal.

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  7. Your everyday looks a lot like mine. Though more food throwing from a toddler....It's so nice to see these kinds of posts every now and again!

    Currently my 6 year old is trying to make the 15month old do a head stand on the couch and hitting him with pillows....the six year old is trying to learn boundaries but the toddler screams and than laughs....than screams and than laughs so the poor kid has no idea if this is a good game to play or not. Frankly I'm confused myself...

    I don't know why I felt the need to tell you that but I'm going to roll with it...

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  8. I put a limit on the number of poopy diapers each baby is allowed...one per day. Most days they ignore this limit. Well, we see who's really in charge around here.

    And that marbled paper looks awesome!

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  9. Today is one of those days. The toddler has a cold and although the saying is popular with "mamma," when the toddler ain't happy ain't nobody happy is also accurate. I did however, make cranberry sauce. And toast the bread for stuffing. Who am I? Basically I am a sheep and I do whatever Auntie Leila tells me. Don't judge. I just ignored the mess around me and focused on the sauce/bread.

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  10. nothing wrong with a good ramble!

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  11. Yes. Lots of poop.
    Speaking of which, anyone have a good way to wipe a three year old's bottom after going #2? I feel like it should be obvious, but whenever I do it he always leaves some nastiness in his underwear.

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    1. Flushable wipes! We keep some in the back of the toilet tank, so much better than tp for getting it all cleaned up.

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    2. *on, we totally don't put them inside the toilet :)

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  12. Hahaha - La vita e bella, and it smells just like poop and stale crackers.

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    1. Thank you for providing me with my new life motto.

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  13. I like to see other people share their "nothing" because then I feel like I should...at some point...feel good about sharing my "nothing" too. :)

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  14. Hey Dwija, Just wanted to let you know that your link to The Dangerous Book for Boys takes us to Auntie Leila's page...can't imagine what's distracting you and causing you to make a mistake like that 😊. Love the ramble! Debbie

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    1. Oy! I failed at blogging yesterday, too! What a day.

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  15. When my son was 16 months old, we took a trip to the bookstore where I noticed a very rickity cardboard display of "A Dangerous Book For Boys". Within seconds of walking past the display, it toppeled on my son. As the store manager rushed over to help, I told him, "the title for this book is appropriately named it is a dangerous book for boys! My son is now 8 years old, he survived without injury - his guardian angel works overtime!

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  16. "She's was ON the dining room table."

    That looks suspiciously like you had second thoughts about a real time comment. ;)

    I've been known to do that from time to time. Unless, you know. Imminent death.

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    1. Good eye, friend. Good eye. I totally started writing and then was like "You know, that is probably actually dangerous...."

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  17. Ehh, we like you so much that you can post anything you want. Also, can I recommend x1000 a book I read today? "The Love that keeps Us Sane" by Marc Foley, O.C.D. It's about living the little way of St. Therese. I cannot believe how amazing it was. You will not regret spending $6 on it.

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  18. It is the worst when they grab the dirty diapers! Glad you got it in time! And my counters are dirty, too, only it's from dinner last night. Sigh.

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  19. So nice to know it happens to other people too. Sometimes I think I'm doing home-schooling all wrong on days like that. But they seem to learn despite the chaos, right? And my Mary does the SAME thing with those poopy diapers. EEEw.

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