We were having a quick dinner and were considering heading out to Target for groceries and Academy for the new T-Ball glove for Gibson. Landry was completely covered in macaroni and cheese, so I took her to the bathtub to clean her up quickly. As the water was running, Shane started hollering, "Haaannnah!!!! Haaannnah!!!!" from the living room. I ran in to find Hayden standing in his seat with vomit all over him, his chair, the chair next to him, Dad and Dad's pants (which was the reason that he was screaming), and somehow the carpet behind both of them. Shane was gagging and in a panic. (Shane said that I must admit that I gagged once as well...) I had him take off his pants and go to the bathroom to keep an eye on Landry who was in the tub. Meanwhile, I stripped down Hayden and had him go get in the tub with Landry while I cleaned the mess in the dining room.
About the time that I got everything cleaned and disinfected, Shane called for me to come in the bathroom with the two little ones. He was telling me how they were being so cute and were playing back to back in the tub. He had seen some gas bubbles come to the top of the water and had asked Hayden if he had to go poo-poo. Hayden stood up and said, "Check me! No poo-poo on my butt!" We were laughing at how funny he is when we looked down in the water and Landry was playing with a floating log that was NOT a tub toy! Shane screamed like a girl and immediately darted out the door. I pulled both kids out of the tub, along with the toys and was cleaning all of that mess. The kids were playing behind me (I was afraid that this was going to happen, but what can you do?) and when I turned around to put them back in the tub, Landry had tee-teed all over the floor! Once again cleaner and disinfectant...
Needless to say, our outing was cancelled! Here's to another great day tomorrow!
