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Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Bodily Functions

How many times in one day would you think you could be peed on, spit up on, pooped on and so forth?  Well, I think I am reaching a new record today.  By the time I get cleaned up from whatever has most recently soaked me, I get hit again.  Of course it almost always happens with a big smile coming from my little guy... not me.  But then what am I supposed to do, be upset with that huge grin smiling up at me?  No, just clean it off and move on with the day.  I am crossing my fingers that when my husband gets home I will get a moment to take a shower.  Jack seems to be a bit clingy which makes it hard to shower and say... get clean.  He is napping again which is nice, but this time it's in my lap and not in his bed.  So I sit here leaning over him, typing away wondering if I dare move.  Do I just sit and let him sleep or should I attempt to put him down and get the laundry and dinner started?  I find that this thought goes through my head many times during the day.  I guess that would be why some days I spend 90% of my day sitting and starring at his cute little face and try to think of what I used to do to fill my days.

I did accomplish two things today before 5pm.  I got all my washed cloth diapers put away... yes sometimes they hang on the drying rack in the middle of the living room for more than a day or two.  And I bought 10 marinated steaks for $30.00.  It was from some door to door sales men and I was supposed to buy a whole case, but I don't have the freezer space for that, let alone the money.  So, they offered a try-me price for one case (10 steaks) for $30.00 and I knew that was a great deal.  Speaking of deals it's Wednesday, I need to get going on the new grocery sales and get my coupon binder back in order.  Off to go set this little guy down and cross my fingers I can get a load of laundry started before he wakes up.

2 comments:

  1. I got pooped on yesterday and it wasn't even by one of my own. And it wasn't by me either (haha....thought you could beat me to it).

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