The day started out with so much promise. Pumpkin woke up a little earlier than I would have liked, but at least hubby was up and out of bed. I brought her in bed with me (love side laying nursing in bed!) and Cupcake woke up and came in to snuggle, too. I was in a baby sandwich. And in heaven. We hung out in bed for another 10 minutes, the 3 of us girls, just snuggling and chatting.
We were expecting company this morning. We had a playdate planned. A perfect way to spend a rainy day. The girls played so well together. The mommas had fun chatting, picking out paint colors. We enjoyed some banana bread I had whipped up last night before going to bed. A good morning.
Nap time was nearing so the playdate came to an end. Pumpkin woke up from her nap. I returned from a diaper change to discover this.
Apparently she didn’t want her yogurt. Well at least not in her mouth. And this is why I want a new couch. I need something with a removable, washable cover. This one does not clean up well. Between two kids and a dog it looks like crap! And it’s uncomfortable. I’ve got my eyes on an IKEA sofa……maybe with a black, hides everything slipcover. And an extra slipcover. You always need two of those kinds of things. One to use while the other is in the wash.
I stripped her down to her panties, put her in time out, and scrubbed the cushions. And it was nap time. Upstairs she went.
Pumpkin and I hung out downstairs. I could hear Cupcake reading to herself on the baby monitor. And then she started calling for me because she “had to go potty.” She uses this excuse a lot. Of course once I put her on the potty she didn’t actually have to go. Back to bed.
Again, I could hear her reading, but then she got quiet. Ah, sleepy girl. Pumpkin and I got some good playmat time in as well as a good deal of tummy time. She doesn’t last long, though and it was nap time for her, too. I put her in the swing in the living room with me and curled up with my puppy under a blanket to read my library book (that was due today). Bliss.
And then I heard Cupcake coming down the stairs. I was surprised she was up from her nap already. I was even more surprised to see her naked from the waist down………….and covered in blue. I knew at once what it was. She was covered in bath tub paint. Cue the momma freak out!!!!!!!!
I ran upstairs, straight to the bathroom. No paint. I thought I was going to discover a blue mess all over her bedroom. Nothing. I asked her where it was. “Alyssa’s room.” She opened the door for me………….
Blue and green bath tub paint, made from food coloring, all over the beige glider. MADE FROM FOOD COLORING!!!!!!!! BEIGE FABRIC!!!!!!!!!!!! SOAP!!!!!!!!!!
She was not happy about the cold rinse she got in the bath tub. I was not happy about all the scrubbing I had to do. At least the carpet shampooer was already upstairs since we had an Oscar mess to clean up the day before.
Carpet shampooer + home made bath tub paint = foamy mess. It’s soap. Soap foams. There was a lot of scrubbing to do. As if the blue all over her legs and arms wasn’t enough evidence against her there was this, too.
As I was scrubbing every piece of the glider I looked over at the dresser. It had blue streaks down it, too. The white dresser. And the Boppy cover had blue streaks. The off white Boppy cover. Wait, back to the dresser……..the drawer knobs had blue….oh, please, oh, please, don’t tell me she got in the drawers. Thankfully not. And thankfully she didn’t dig in the basket full of clean diapers that was in the room.
The shampooer seems to be doing a good job. I think the blue might come out. I’m not sure if the soap residue ever will. And once again I am wishing I had a video monitor. Then I would have seen that she escaped and was quietly causing mischief in her sister’s room with the door closed. Or I suppose I would have discovered her sooner had I put Pumpkin down for a nap in her own room.
Thank goodness dinner was in the Crock Pot. I just needed to roast some broccoli for a side dish. Hubby had to work late today. That didn’t really go according to plan either.
I tried to eat it, but I kinda overcooked the broccoli. And the chicken ended up all chewy. It was a case of a pin gone bad. It was a dead pin. Clicking it didn’t link to the recipe, but the recipe was listed in the description. The picture looked good, though. And nothing like what you see above. Note to self: Don’t trust recipes listed in the description of a pin.
A burger can fix that problem. Yeah, I loaded the girls up and hit up the Steak’n'Shake drive through. Pumpkin was fussy. She’d been awake for over 2.5 hours and refusing a nap. A car ride settled her down.
We ate our fatty food, I put an exhausted Pumpkin to bed a half hour earlier than usual. Pumpkin’s sleeping in my room tonight because her room is now a disaster and I don’t have a place to nurse her in the middle of the night. I put Cupcake to bed a half hour earlier than usual. And I’m about to put myself to bed earlier than usual. The kitchen is a mess, but I don’t care. I have a book to read, one that I now owe $0.10 on. I fully expect to be asleep before the hubby finally comes home.