NEVER a dull moment

I was lying on the bed and Ben was saying PAPA! POOP! POOP! and I went to find out what was going on. He had waddled from the kitchen bathroom all the way through the kitchen round teh corner and halfway down the hall with his pants half off and his butt bare. POOP! he said. I didnt quite comprehend and asked WHERE? and he pointed to his pants. lol. he had a bit of an accident in his pants and was quite surprised upon finding it. He was up all night last night and I think he fell asleep awhile when I was gone and he was here with Daddy. he must have been so sound asleep he didnt even know! He tried to blame Mocha the dog but I said no I dont think Mocha pooped in YOUR pants. I reassured him it was ok and stripped him and put him in the shower. (yes that handheld shower I installed myself really came in handy.) He laughed I laughed. What else can ya do? I wasnt mad at him. it was just a mess that needed cleaning up, so we cleaned it up and moved on with our life. Maia was more interested in what was going on than Ben was worried. This is a good thing. Last time he only wet his pants and he was so worried and sorry. I was calm and just cleaned him up and told him it was ok and he was so relieved. this time it was just ok well we have a problem, lets fix it, and off we go. that is progress.

funnies

I pulled out the pack and play and opened it up. I put Sophie inside and told the kids they could play babies. They have been having a great time in there crying and laughing and talking baby talk. They took a break for lunch but had to have their milk in sippy cups because thats what babies do. Sophie doesnt want to take a nap though and be done with the game. So she kept telling me she wanted to go back in the crate. she was YELLING at me "I WANT TO GO BACK IN CRATE!" lol the crate is where the dogs sleep. I generally discourage them from messing with the crate in any capacity. so I promise, I do not put my kids in a crate. no matter what Sophie tells you!

fundraising efforts

over on ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com I have a fundraiser for our adoption. it is a set of really neat magnets made of a map of Ukraine.

what a great way to spend an evening.

last night was pizza night. wednesdays have become traditional pizza night because Eric is usually on call. Last night we also had salad. Maia, who sits next to me at the table, wanted ranch dressing. She opened it up, and then remembered to shake it. you can see where this is going cant you? she did shake it. what she did not do is close the cap first. so ranch dressing went flying across the table and in my hair. I figured I would just finish dinner and jump in the shower. By the time I did that it was GLUE! I couldnt get the ponytail out and ended up yanking out a lot of hair just to get the pony out. Then to undo the braid? forget it. so I thought once I get in the shower it will come out and then I can undo the braid. that stuff would not come undone! I finally washed with the braid still partially in and one major tangly mess going on. And I used lots and lots of conditioner. oh and did I mention that during all of this there was no hot water? our water heater is on its way out and everyone showered in the morning and then I did dishes and laundry so by 630 last night there wasnt hot water. so I got a nice cold shower while its 20 degrees outside and salad dressing in my hair. niiiiiiice.

my advice to anyone reading would be this, if someone pours salad dressing in YOUR hair, dont wait to shower. wash it out immediately! it should come right out. but boy once its dry its like superglu!

pants on Ben!

maia is helping ben on with his pants right now. both are laughing like crazy. it isnt going well. He is supposed to be doing it himself but she is doing it for him. she has him on his back legs up straight in the air while she says UP UP AND AWAY! his legs are twisting and turning and he has his clunky old afos on. this is a riot.
she is such a mother hen. WAHLAH!Ben's pants are on! after a wrestling match of sorts, but on nonetheless.

little chatter phone

Maia is playing with the little chatter phone today. she is talking on it and giving it to me to talk on. she said OH! daddys calling! and then the phone rang. The REAL phone REALLY rang. the look on her face was incredibly priceless. and she fairly FLEW out of her chair to answer it. Too bad it wasnt daddy it was just the dental office confirming appointment tomorrow. If it really was Daddy I bet she would have had something to tell him for sure.

She just pretended she was talking to him and she had a disagreement. she said "daddy I am a little nervous about kindergarten" I told her maybe he wants her to homeschool. She said daddy do you want me to homeschool? then she kept saying no dad I am not going to homeschool. DAAAAD! I am going to go to Kindergarten. NOOOOO daddy I am going to kindergarten, I dont want to homeschool. then she finally said goodbye and hung up.