Before I started my blog last year I had a little website on babysites.com that I posted pictures and stories on for a few months. Since this blog is basically our family journal, eventually my goal is to blurb it into a book for us to have forever. I didn't want to miss out on those little blasts from our past from the babysite, so every now and then I'll post some of those goodies on here. Enjoy the stroll down memory lane!
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BRYNNA!!!
Date: 2/10/2007
Well today turned out being nothing like I thought it would! Justin had gone out to Chick-fil-A to get us some breakfast. I was thinking I'd have an nice, easygoing Saturday morning. Well, little Miss Brynna had other ideas I guess. Justin and I had just sat down to eat when Brynna comes walking up and she has something all over her p.j. bottoms. My first thought was "Oh no, she had a blowout!" But as she got closer I noticed she actually smelled good, really good. That's when I got worried! I ran upstairs to the playroom and discovered she had dumped triple concentrated laundry detergent all over the carpet. I tried wiping it up but it just kept foaming and foaming. I knew this was trouble! Justin ran upstairs to help me. Brynna kept getting in the way, so I put her in her room. Justin realized we were getting no where fast with the little Spot Lifter machine we have. So he ran out to Home Depot to rent a carpet shampooer.
While he was gone I walked by Brynna's door and smelled a horrible odor! I thought "Wow, that must be one killer diaper." I only wish a stinky bottom was all I had to clean up. Brynna had taken her diaper off and smeared poop all over her room! On the bed, on her toys, on her rocking chair, all over the carpet and then she stomped through it leaving poopy footprints all over the room. I didn't know whether to laugh or yell. She had just destroyed another room 20 minutes earlier! How could she possibly have struck twice?! So I gave her a bath and sent her downstairs while I tried to clean up the bomb in her room. Her and Maryn decided it would be a good idea to spill water all over the kitchen floor and then sit on Dad's laptop and giggle about it. Justin, who by this time had returned home, was on the verge of "selling these kids to the gypsies" as my Mom used to always threaten.
Luckily, my in-laws, Phil and Jody, rescued me and came and took the kids to bake sugar cookies at their house while I cleaned up the messes. Jody said she knew it wasn't funny right now. But her and Phil had a good chuckle on the drive over, remembering 'those days' when they were raising their six little rugrats! And I guess there's a silver lining to every unexpected disaster. Without the last four and a half hours of me shampooing every floor in my house, my carpets otherwise wouldn't be so clean!