This morning I woke up to Seth’s sweet little voice informing me that Ian had pooped in his bed. Now, normally…never mind, there is no normal. Ian just moved from our room to the pack n’ play in the boy’s room this week, and he has also cut his first molar, which makes him prone to loose bowels, but the dirt he ate yesterday certainly didn’t help matters. Poor guy. So I actually get out of bed when Jerome comes in to inform me that Ian has definitely pooped in his bed. My default prayer every morning is “Thank you for this new day, Jesus, and thank you for going before me and making my way straight…” it seemed a little ironic to be praying as I walked into a smelly room and my baby is pointing and showing me his new accomplishment, but we dive into laundry and baths before breakfast and find that Jesus is faithful, mommy’s not grumpy. But we only had time for cold cereal this morning (a real treat!) because Zachary and Brennan played at our house for about four hours today!
Our landlord watered these wonderful fruit trees last night and Peter turned off the irrigation this morning on his way to work…and before I could get everyone ready for a day outside there were already two and a half pairs of lost shoes in the muddy mire, and five little pairs of muddy feet and hands! And of course I had to get in there too, to retrieve it all and I have to admit I wasn’t laughing yet. After that the day went pretty smoothly, everyone played so nicely and we all enjoyed being together, mud and all. When the cousins had gone home we had a quiet afternoon reading books, playing mancala (Jerome counted the scores and found the difference.), and before Daddy got home we made mud caves and castles and squishing our toes down into the gloopy, gloppy, glorious mud!
A couple funnies I heard from Seth today:
“Mommy, when it was dark, the dark made the grass wet!”
“The gravity is holding us all up!” – from a conversation with Zachary, who agreed with everything Seth said, sorry Donna!
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