Motherhood can be so much fun

WARNING: gratuitous potty story.


Kezie was throwing a fit about something or another, which is why I didn't notice her little sister creeping into the bathroom, or reaching for the little training potty. Successful in her mission to knock over Kezie's (just-filled) potty, Ivy grinned up at me, hands, belly, and bathroom floor soaked in pee.
I got a towel thrown over the mess and tossed the baby into the tub. This caused another screaming fit from Kezie because her sister was taking a bath without her. Shooed Kezie out of the bathroom to avoid further mess, and found Ivy had already taken off her own diaper (new trick; I'm so proud) which was full, and not just with pee. There were streaks and clumps all over the tub, and up the sides because she was trying to climb out. Got her hosed down, the tub hosed down, stepped over the original mess into the hallway where I was greeted by a still screaming toddler.

Tossed the kids into their respective rooms for naps, both wailing at the top of their lungs. Went to take out the garbage in preparation for the gross cleanup that was coming, and broke the garbage can.

Then the power went out. There is no light in that bathroom.

I decided this was a message from the heavens to give up for a while and take a nap.

Which I did.

OK.

Let the regularly scheduled insanity commence.