I know it has been a while since I last posted something from the never dull house of Butler, but things have been cah-razy around here! March was a jam-packed month with two retreat weekends in a row, then a baby birthday weekend, then the release of The Hunger Games ;)
Nearly every day and/or night has been jam-packed with fun and craziness, but tonight was so much so that it warranted a nice blog post. Let me start by saying that I am beyond exhausted. I got home with my girls around 5:00, started supper, and refereed my two little UFC fighters-in-training, did dishes and laundry, then bathed my girls. They wanted to play in the tub after I finished bathing them so I left them to get towels out of the dryer for them. Now, the last time they were left to their own devices in the tub I returned to a soaked bathroom and a kid who threw up in the tub due to drinking bath water.
When I came back in with the towels the girls were playing with the water and Jessalyn (6) was pouring water on Mattilyn (2). I told her not to pour too much and choke her like last time. Trust me, my Jessalyn is no fan of anything related to vomit, pee, poop, snot, or any other body fluid from another human (who can blame her, right?) So, I came back to fold more laundry when I heard crying and Jessalyn saying, What happened? What happened? I don't know what happened! So I go in and Jessalyn is standing there looking all innocent and Mattilyn was crying about her nose. All I could figure is Jessalyn dumped water on Mattilyn resulting in water up the nose... Not important. What is important is that when I got Mattilyn out of the tub there was nothing but bubbles in the water. So I went to dress Mattilyn and left Jessalyn in the tub alone.
Jessalyn played for a while in the tub, then started yelling for me. She came in wrapped in her towel a few minutes later and said, "Mama, remember earlier when I told you my sister had a stinky diaper? Well I think it is in the tub." I told her that there was no way that was the case because I had changed her diaper then and because there was nothing in the tub when I got Mattilyn out. She insisted that I go look because there was poop in the tub. So I go into the bathroom and there in the tub and covering the toys in there was lots of brown "stuff". I asked Matt what he had used when he bleached the tub after the last throw up incident and told him about the situation at hand. I went back in the bathroom to assess the damage again and I thought that this "poop" looked eerily similar to chocolate. So then I did what any good mama would do. I swiped some up and smelled it. Guess what it was... Chocolate! Yay!!! Have YOU ever been excited about chocolate in your tub? I have. So, the question remains how the chocolate made it into the tub, but to be honest I am so thankful it wasn't poop that I don't care how the chocolate made it into the tub!
