It was like something out of a movie. Ingrid erupts with spit up, saturating her clothes, the pack-n- play and her face. I scoop her up in time to get covered in spit up myself. The kids are taking turns pretending to be horses and are oblivious to the barf so I fill the baby bathtub and go to change my shirt, taking my very unhappy baby with me.
I return to the bathtub to find Everett, quite proud of himself, fully dressed and in the baby bathtub. I pull him out with one hand and tell him to get some undies. By now, 2 out of my 3 children are screaming. I rinse Ingrid off, wrap her up and start to diaper her. Just then, Everett climbs onto the couch and starts to pee. Unfortunately, he chose the non-leather couch.

I might have gotten to him in time if I wasn't cleaning out her chins.
4 comments:
and oh those sweet lil cheeks- love her and her many chins!
Oh, poor Ev. And Ingrid. And especially you. I hope the middle child is a little easier on you today. And yes - those chins are adorable!
Oh my goodness! Could she be any more beautiful......I don't think so.
Oma
sorry sweet Kari...I just had to laugh. Thanks for cheering me up with this post...just sad you had to go through it:)
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