On Monday I managed to do the impossible. I went out with my three ring circus by myself.
Yes, you read that correctly, folks. By myself.
The morning started off with rapid fire packaging of boxes, boxes, and more boxes (my eBay stash and gifties! Nicole! your stuff is in transit!). I did all this between a.m. oatmeal and an a.m. tantrum (Henry's, not mine). And before I could relax and get comfortable, I loaded all the kids into the car and headed off to the pediatrician to get Alison's TB test results read. Now mind you, visiting the doctor required me to CLIMB A FLIGHT OF STAIRS.
WITH THREE KIDS.
Now let me sidetrack a bit and inform you that Alison and Henry have developed a passion for opening doors and pressing elevator buttons, and whenever there is a prospect of completing one of these tasks, I can always count on shrieks of "I'M GOING TO OPEN THE DOOR/PUSH THE BUTTON!" from the backseat. And that always follows with an even more elevated, "NO, I'M, GOING TO OPEN THE DOOR/PUSH THE BUTTON!" This banter continues until the flood gates open (read: the car door), and Alison and Henry storm out, rushing to complete the aforementioned EXCITING task!
So imagine this. I'm toting Kate in her carrier, and I have to sidestep the storming of two hyper kids eager, oh so eager to run up the stairs to....to....OPEN THE DAMN door. So while carrying my precious cargo in one hand, diaper bag in the other, I had to run up the flight of stairs to make sure that all body parts remained in tact and to ensure that no one derailed themselves off of staircase.
Anyway. Crossing "pediatrician" off of my to-do list, I was feeling a bit cocky, and decided to challenge myself and head off to my next task: THE POST OFFICE. I managed to get all three kids, stroller, and SIX (6) PACKAGES into the building! Yes! The eagle had landed! Now that I had entered the building, I knew that it would take supreme motherpower to get through this task. So I successfullly ignored the serpentine line ahead of me. I managed to ignore the man with the crate full of packages in front of me. Heck! I even ignored the annoying cellphone loud talker behind me! Yes!
Halfway through our visit, though, Henry smacked the cardboard post office display to the ground. Then Alison mumbled something about having to go potty. And then I wised up and succumed to THE BRIBE. Yes folks. I am a mother who bribes her kids. Heck wouldn't you? My kids would do ANYTHING for a McDonald's milkshake. Anything.
So I bribed. And they settled. And I smiled. Yes, I had reached ROCKSTAR status.
The success of Monday's tasks was preceded by the week/weekend from hell. To make a long story short, we spent $350 to rid of some bees and then our stinkin' washer died. How much does that suck? I mean who wants to drop all those Benjamins on boring stuff like that? Anyway, you can read about it over at Hank's blog.
Well, I might as well end this post with some eye candy. Let's start with this, shall we?
Or, how about this?
Check out more of these goodies, at the GIFTS GALORE ALBUM! Ooooh, so fun!!
I have to admit that I am terribly behind in returning/answering e-mails. It seems as if there simply aren't enough hours in the day lately! So if I owe you a response, hang tight! :) And stay tuned for the Baby Pool Stash Album. More goodies there too!