The other day, I went to give Toby a kiss but was immediately repulsed by this unfriendly odor coming from his neck. Then I remembered that Janae had gone for a piggy back ride on her daddy with Landon and unbeknownst to us, she was gracefully filling her pants. Here's the picture:
This evening, Landon tried a new type of thing to smear: Carmex. He found it in a purse somewhere and promptly smeared the entire contents in Janae's hair. Here's some snap shots from that event...
As if that wasn't enough, he sneezed a few times just a moment ago on my recently showered arm and somehow managed to spit up along with it. Now that fragrance is blending rather well with the Carmex and the recently filled diaper he did. At least I had a shower and my hair is clean. If only I could say that for my kids right now.
About 5 minutes ago, a centipede made it's way across the room and fell to certain death (Toby flicked it with the back of this finger nail). I then bravely removed the body with a well used tissue and disposed of it into the convenient little garbage can under my desk. Shortly later, Janae decided to play with the condemned tissue but thankfully did not disturb the insect too much from it's final rest. I was so not wanting to pick that bug up again.
Speaking of Toby, he's been quite the dad lately. The last two times he's had to watch the kids during their naps, Landon has shared the fun of what a poopy diaper does on walls, beds, floors and blankets. Twice I've received the call on my cell phone that Landon took off his poopy diaper and smeared it.
The ironic thing is, I put him to bed all the time when Toby's gone and I haven't had to have the fun of cleaning up poop finger painted on the walls and new carpet for a long time. I will stress that I've had many chances of finding his art work but surprisingly, lately he's only shared this joy with his loving father.The other evening, Landon did a first: he dug out a handful of dirt from a plant and shared some with his sister downstairs. I'm surprised this hasn't happened sooner.
A few steps on the stairway and most of the landing was adequately peppered with fresh, black dirt. And so was my little girl. She had her first taste of dirt and I wish now we could've gotten a picture. I was in such a hurry to get that mess cleaned up, for some reason I never thought once about a camera.
Here is a picture to give you an idea of how these two little pranksters usually are: rarely is one seen without the other.
For example, with that cord temporarily strewn across the doorway in the above picture, if Landon touches it, Janae will. If Janae touches it, Landon will. Even if the one is told not to and has their hand smacked, the other will reach out and grab it. They both know full well that it's a "no touch" but they seem to forget that when the other "gets" to touch it.
I'm so enjoying a mom. Being a busy, bustling mom of 2 kids has had so many fun times. Even in the somewhat hard and inconvenient things, I find so much joy. I don't even have to look for joy either; it's so obviously there for me to enjoy and cherish.
Just like the messy diapers that faithfully come without me pursuing or looking for, that joy remains my stay. Always abounding and always increasing.
Speaking of messy diaper, I'd better get my little guy's taken care of before I end up smelling these smells in other places.