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The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

It was an eventful weekend. This is why...

The Good:
  • Jack pulls himself up into a standing position! (Well, it's about time, baby!)
  • Charlie gives up his paci once and for all... with a little bribery in the form of a yellow Transformer.
  • Max reads 10 books! TEN books!
  • Maddy is no longer with the boyfriend that we didn't know she had. (Hello parents? WAKE up!)
  • Parker didn't fight with any siblings! Yay!
  • We watched High School Musical 2, and loved every single minute of it! (Why am I 32, and wishing that I were Gabriella... and that my boyfriend was Troy? Seriously?)


The Bad:
  • Jack, Charlie, and Max were sick. It was diarrhea. ("for the love" was said at least 50 times, while I changed at least 50 diapers.)
  • Charlie and Max fought all weekend. ALL weekend. (I guess Charlie being a little piece of poo is a permanent trade off for not having a paci in his mouth.)
  • We found out Maddy had a boyfriend, and even though he was cute... she still isn't supposed to have a boyfriend... and we aren't supposed to be clueless. But she did, and apparently, we are.



The UGLY:
  • Parker is sick today! And school starts tomorrow! Seriously?
  • And Jack JUST pooed his pants. Seriously.



Comments

Neva said…
The joys of being a Mom
Anonymous said…
i just absolutely love you. you are so funny (maybe you aren't trying to be). that must have been one long weekend.
Hope Parker is better by tomorrow.
Hope the little boys are better.
Heidi and Rich said…
I love it Mandee - not that you had to change so many poopy diapers but that I am not alone. Not that I was going though that this weekend but I have done it before and will surely have to do it again. If only we could enjoy it at the same time!! I am glad that you are surviving.
Oh boy, you sure had a lot of drama over the weekend ! I've been there besides changing so many diapers on the same night: both boys barfed at each other on our bed (found it out at 11:30 P.M., gave them a bath, and forced us to inflate the two queen air matresses in our living room.

Well in the meantime, I surely hope the boys feel better in time.
Alifinale said…
You really know how to make a girl look forward to having more kids. Man the big D sucks - I hope you don't get it next.
k8shoe said…
Alifinale, do you know my cousin Ketsy?
k8shoe said…
Mandee, did Parker make it to school? Who was Maddy's boyfriend? Are your other boys better?
rabidrunner said…
So... is it the swimming pool thing? There are a few around here that have acquired the "swimming pool parasite." Just curious.
Mandee said…
I think it is the swimming pool parasite. I think our neighborhood is passing it around, because we haven't been to the "pool factory" as Max calls it, for a while.

Parker made it to school today, and I am crossing my fingers he makes it through the day without barfing. Sorry to all of his classmates, but he couldn't miss the first day of school. That's just wrong!

The little boys are better, and I probably shouldn't disclose Maddy's ex-boyfriends' identity on my blog. But remember to ask me the next time we talk!
Gretchen said…
That's one of the perks of being single: on the Poo Meter, I rank pretty low. From the sounds of it, I'd say your ringing in on the High side.
Amy Coontz said…
So sorry!! One of our favorite memories was when Scott was about 3 1/2. He had the big D and was very upset he didn't make it to the bathroom. I explained that he was sick and it was ok. Later that day I was in the hall and he comes running past toward the bathroom yelling "I've got BALLERINA" I still makes me smile.

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