I found this blog post on my facebook page. I thought it was funny. The title is Last Day of 2009.
LAST DAY OF 2009
On the last day of 2009, I find myself awake in Avery's twin bed with Miles poking my face. The dance of musical beds. Miles ends up in bed with us, then Avery... Avery kicks me out and squishes Miles, so Miles and I move to Avery's bed.
Soon after I wake up a diaperless toddler comes running in followed by a groggy husband that heads straight for the diaper box. As soon as I get up out of bed Avery starts saying "cochet cochet, yum yum" witch translates into chocolate chocolate, yum yum. Who does he think I am, chocolate for breakfast... ok so it worked one day last week when he learned being cute and saying chocolate meant his momma would give in. Sorry little boy no chocolate in the house, you ate it all. So he resorts to grabbing the Tigger PEZ dispenser his grandpa gave him for Christmas. "PEZ, PEZ!" Sorry kid you ate all the PEZ too, eat some cereal.
Later we get ready and go to the store. On the way to the car I have my hands full. I am trying to stop the toddler from eating the snow that someone finally sprinkled a blue icemelt on and trying not to drop the baby who also wants to play in the snow. Finally they are both in the car yippy.
Once at the store people politely offer me their cart as I walk through the parking lot... thanks but no thanks, I need the cart with the car in the front and the seat up top. While in the store a different situation people pushing through the isles like they are the only ones in the store and such. But I am happy that every child I hear crying through out the store is neither one of mine.... thank you very much.
All done at the store, leaving the parking lot on to a one way street... OH S*** LOOK OUT MORON YOU ARE GOING THE WRONG WAY!!! No not me, some moron heading straight for me, I honk at him and stop and he waves at me and turns into the parking lot he came from, great!
At home both kids are sleeping in the car. Trip one: grab Miles, the box of wipes and one bag. Transfer sleeping Miles to crib. Trip two: grab Avery. Transfer sleeping Aver to bed. Trip three: grab three bags. Trip four grab the last two bags. (the bags are reusable canvas and packed full) Each trip has 20 + 3 + 14 steps, so 37 steps times 4 trips....
The kids stay asleep for me to put the groceries away... Miles is up but goes back to sleep after a snack... but both kids are up to interrupt Momma's soaps.
That's it so far.
Happy New Year
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