Life with Three Kids
Tuesday, March 29th, 2011 by:For those of you who don’t know, I have a four-year-old, two-year-old and a newborn (3 months). My morning has been almost movie-like so far so I had so share a small part of it.
Just after breakfast and still sitting around the kitchen table, my two-year-old Beckett told me he had to poo (we’re just starting potty training). Stella (the newborn) was on my lap and my oldest son Bode was playing with her. Always the multi-tasker I started to take off Beckett’s pants to “save time” before I put Stella down to take him to the washroom. As I leaned over, Bode leaned into Stella’s tummy (she’d just eaten), making her projectile all over me and Bode. Bode was so grossed out he immediately started gagging and threw up his breakfast all over the floor. Beckett couldn’t wait any longer to go to the washroom and proceeded to poo every where. If it wasn’t so funny I may have cried.
Three showers and a bath later my sons are playing in the basement and Stella is asleep on my lap.