Wow!! So what a day so far! Its 1pm and the babies are finally asleep, but not until after 2 disgusting diapers and a clogged toilet later.
Thankfully my internet angels came to my rescue today when I had posted
an update ok several updates on facebook indicating my woes about cracking my coffee pot and being without coffee this monday morning. All weekend I searched high and low for a four cup Mr. Coffee Decanter. Well Target didn't have one, Wal-Mart didn't have one...and if they aren't at those two stores, then well they aren't anywhere else in this town. So I went to Mr. Coffee's website and complained. I probably shouldn't have done that. I had been suffering caffiene withdrawals and my tone was probably a bit nasty as to why they don't offer replacement decanters in stores and they probably hit the delete button on my email.
But one mom I know came to my rescue with a Coffee Maker she wasn't using! All I have to do is clean it up and I'll have coffee for tomorrow morning. Another mom came to my rescue by bringing me a nice Caramel Mochiato from Starbucks! I wanted to kiss her, but didn't want her to get the wrong idea.
So the morning goes great!! I'm caffeinated! We read books, we stacked blocks, we played hide and seek, we laughed, we cried and then it was lunch time. I'm getting the little buggers ready for lunch. They all eat great this time and now they are being changed and my bathroom toilet decides it doesn't want to flush. No, I wasn't disposing wet wipes down the toilet, that is a no no unless they are flush-able, and no a kid didn't put anything in the toilet, the door was shut. It just overflows and I'm thinking I'm up to my ears in crap not only from dirty diapers but now from toilets. I say hey, I'm gonna deal with you later, and I shut the door to keep J out, and finished getting them ready for nap time and get them upstairs in their cribs and 2 of the little stinkers who are in the same room together say no, I don't want to nap as I'm making my lunch...still putting off the clogged toilet.
I go back upstairs to see what is going on and the little Missy is all full of stories to tell me. I check her and she once again had another explosion. So I take her back downstairs while I had the flame going on my lunch, turn off the stove, clean her up. Take her back up stairs, re rock J because he was in a conniption fit that CB was not in her crib and was able to get out, but he wasn't. I finally get them back to sleep and I'm sitting here with my partially eaten lunch still putting off the clogged toilet.
How has your Monday been?