My Afternoon Quickly Turned to Shit…

(Pun intended…)

What is it with my kids and excrement?  The Gs are out of town (in California, ya’ll suck!!), so we were over feeding their kitties when Baby Henry decides to play in one of the litter boxes…  Like mushing up the clumps and seriously smearing them everywhere.  And, as I’m rushing him to the sink to clean him up, Avery yells, “Mommy, I poopooed.”  Shit.  Literally and figuratively. 

So, I had to clean Henry, clean the litterbox, clean the floor (while keeping Henry at bay, because he wanted more…,) then clean Avery.  Which, we had to walk home, shitty pants and all, to do…  Good thing we are just across the street. 

We also had to cancel her Potty Party that we had been planning on having because of this little incident…(Nothing big, just a reward for using the potty consistently…  It was dinner at Chuck E Cheese, so I’m not too heartbroken…  But, still…)  She didn’t seem too upset by it and said, in a very optimistic and cheerful voice, “Oh well.  We can just do it again later.”  When I asked her why she did it, she shrugged and said she ” just wanted to.”  

During a not so fun bathtime with her brother (for everyone involved) she turned into a monster tired, cranky three year old…  And has since lost her cheerful attitude, as well as her afternoon t.v. privileges…  She has also gotten a time out and a spanking…  (Those of you that know me, know that I do not do this very often and do not take it lightly…  It has to be a major offense…)  During all of this, Henry is tired as well, and is screaming and crying… 

Where is my mom with her Big Bag of Tricks when I need her???  And, why, oh why, does this happen on the days the Mister is going out of town?  Good thing I have a bottle of wine.  Oh well. 

Let me go release the cracken…  She’s still sitting in time out.