Ok, so here is a time killer of a morning that I have to tell you about. Most of my friends will get the biggest kick out of it knowing my husband.
We, KM and I, woke up around 7 am and watched the wiggles. She ate oatmeal on my lap and we thought about getting dressed for church. The DH got up and watched her for me at 8 so I could get a shower. I know! He was actually up and focused before noon. That⿿s only because he went to bed at 11pm instead of 5 am. He works way too hard!
So I got my shower and then he did. We were getting read to walk out of the house to eat at McDonald⿿s when we noticed that our daughter had decided to poop and then dig it out to paint the carpet with! LOVELY! So I went to change her outfit, which was adorable, and wash her up while the DH shampooed the carpet. We were both frustrated because we need to get her to stop doing this without her thinking that pooping is a bad thing. Just using as a paining medium is bad.
We had to go to church in separate cars due to our afternoon schedules so we landed at McDonald⿿s with no extra drama. My daughter yells out ⿿Sausage Gravy!⿿ while her daddy tries to get her out of the car seat in the back of the truck. She proceeds to accidentally kick over his full oversized mug of diet 7-Up all over the diaper bag, bible, and truck interior. Needless to say that by the time I got to the truck, he was very frustrated and I was trying not to laugh because she was just wanting to get to the food inside.
So we cleaned up the mess and ate a quiet breakfast. Luckily, we didn⿿t spill anything for the rest of the morning, but it was a very time consuming morning with us missing out on church. We got there in time for second service but not first. If you know anything about me, I hate being late. But this morning, I did very well. You would be proud of me.
Hope your Sunday was less traumatic than ours.
