Holy Shit, Batman!

Yes, you heard me. I said shit. Because that has been the theme of my day. In the last 24 hours I have been been "puked on" with phlem, had a wet bed, a fever-ridden/crying boy, a coughing (nay, hacking) husband, and a major poosposion that occured minutes before BE's therapist arrived.

That's the major shit part. It was on her back, on her hands, on her feet, on the floor... Everywhere. And it wasn't the nice easy to clean kind. Oh no, it was the liquidy kind that took five million wipes. And then the smell would not go away. The poor therapist. BE was clean, but still, there was no time for a bath. So in my mind, not completely clean.

Today, BE's therapist decided to be more hands off today to see how much she has progressed. But I think it was because she didn't want to have shit residue on her. They do not pay these awesome people enough for all the shit they have to put up with.

Hah. Ok, I'm done now.

Gender Wars

Okay, that's a little extreme. But if you talk to Curious J, he has a thing for it being just boys. And so, he got exactly what he wanted: a boys weekend to his grandparents house. He was spoiled with cookies and toys and pizza and popcorn. And that is how the grandparents in our family work.

The ladies stayed here. :) We didn't have to travel and sit in a rocking chair all night at the grandparents. We were able to take naps and go for quick cars rides for soda. We (ok, me) organized the house some. Sadly the weather was crap yesterday or else we would have enjoyed some outside time. But it was still a fun-filled, laid back weekend.

There was very little crying and fussing. I felt less stress. I didn't feel rushed. I loved not having to consult the whole family for the plan. It made me realize that it isn't all about it being just the temparment of the second kid. It's the function of the family. And when things are calm, I can have some pretty laid back and fun experience with BE. That made me extremely happy.