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Sitting on the couch eating bon-bons

November 10th, 2009

p1010110-1I love this photo of Tessa.  It isn’t a particularly good photo but I caught her mid-stride – she is always busy.

Steve calls me almost every evening on his way home from work to see if I need him to pick up anything.  (All together now….”Awwww”.  Yep, I got a good one.)  I always feel guilty when I ask him to stop because I remember how much I hated stopping at the grocery store after work.  But one day last week reminded me why I impose upon him at least once a week.

We needed milk.  The girls go through a gallon in just over 2 days so we always need milk.  Steve wasn’t feeling great and was working late so I didn’t want to ask him to go to the store.

At 4:10, I started the process of trying to get us all in the car and out the door.  I found both girls shoes and socks and wrangled them onto their little feet.  I asked Sabrina if she needed to go potty.  She said no.  I made her go anyway which caused much crying and drama.  I combed my hair, checked for really obvious food or puke spots on my shirt, put on shoes and headed everyone to the garage.  I strapped Tessa in.  I strapped Sabrina in.  Tessa then started to cough and puked.  I went around to her side of the car, took off her bib, and determined it wasn’t too bad.  I cleaned her up and ran the bib back inside to put it in the washer.  I came back out, my finger was on the wall button to open the garage door when Sabrina started yelling “Tessa puked! Tessa puked! Tessa puked!”  I walked around to Tessa’s seat again and this time wasn’t a little bit that I could wipe up with a bib.  I took her out of the car, took her into my bedroom (just off the garage), wiped her down, changed her clothes, and then took her back out to the garage.  I cleaned up her car seat as best I could then strapped her back in.  I finally got in the car at 4:55.  It took 45 minutes to even start backing out of the driveway.  I chuckled to myself all the way to the store because it was ridiculous.

As I pulled into the store parking lot (5 minutes from the house), Sabrina announced “Mommy I have to go poop now!”  So yes, sometimes I do ask my husband to stop at the store on his way home from work.  And he does so happily.

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12 Responses to “Sitting on the couch eating bon-bons”

  1. Shannon Says:

    Days like that make me want to cry sometimes. And we all have them. It’s good you can laugh about it!!

  2. Burgh Baby Says:

    That’s the kind of thing that will put you in the loony bin. Oye!

  3. Kim Says:

    I’m glad that I’m not the only one who ends up taking over 30 minutes to get out of the house.

  4. jane Says:

    Okay… maybe my day wasn’t so bad today afterall.

  5. Yeah So Says:

    As they say “you can’t make this stuff up”. That’s why God makes those little boogers so cute – so you don’t strangle them….

  6. Hadyn Says:

    That’s the kind of story I would have rolled my eyes at 5 years ago. Now, I’m sincerely impressed you persevered and actually went to the store. I would have aborted that mission upon the second puke.

  7. Alleen Says:

    Ah yes. Fun times. I’m still traumatized by the puking incident at the McDonald’s drive-thru window last week. Perhaps because I can still smell it in my car….

  8. Diana Says:

    So classic! Yes, please ask hubby to stop at the store! LOL

  9. Becky Says:

    You are a better woman than I am! I wouldn’t have been chuckling to myself—-I probably would have been screaming or crying hysterically—then again……

  10. Martha Says:

    May I make a suggestion? I know you didn’t ask for any, but I started buying 2 gallons at at time recently. It just makes sense for us as I drink it too and we go through it every couple of days too. And milk lasts a lot longer than it used to…

  11. Dana Says:

    I love to hear stories like this. Sometimes I think it’s just me being unqualified to handle a child. I have one friend (not married and no children) who tells me “You mismanage your time.” Yup. I mismanage my time. She has NOOOOOOOOO idea!! I rush all morning to get us out the door and I can’t get a handle on timing. It’s different everyday. Sometimes dilly dallying, taking clothes off after I put them on, sometimes very contrary and sometimes everything goes right. You never know what you’re gonna get. Love your blog and pictures too!

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