So picture this scenario.
T has had a really bad diaper rash the past couple of days, so we have been giving him as much"diaper free" time as possible. Yesterday afternoon after the second of his twice daily poops, we took off his diaper and let him at it!
I was juggling getting ready, hair, makeup, ironing clothes etc. The sweet potatoes were in the oven and were frustrating me by not cooking in the designated 30-40mins that the recipe stated they would.
I had my schedule all worked out, it went something like this:
4.30pm - Potatoes Finish Cooking, take out oven and leave to cool.
4.35pm - Apply Makeup Step 1
4.45pm - Pack diaper bag with jammies etc etc
4.50pm - Mash Potatoes and add pecan topping and broil
5.00pm - Tony dress Tiernan while I fix hair
5.15pm - Take Potatoes out oven
5.25pm - Apply Makeup Step 2
5.30pm - Load car and leave
All was going failry well, the potatoes were taking a little longer to cook than specified, but it was no biggie.
Until at around 4.33pm, all SHIT hit the fan, literally. I looked into the playroom where Tiernan had been playing quietly, in hindsight, a little too quietly.
There he is amidst a carpet load of shit, poop on the toys, poop on his clothes, poop on everything that I could see. I about had a coronary on the spot. This could not be happening, not only had he already expended his quota of poopage for the day, I had potatoes to fluff and makeup to apply!
So the rest of the time went something like this:
4.33pm - Shit hits the fan
4.34pm - Tony hauls T upstairs arms outstretched and hoses him off.
4.35pm - I am scrubbing carpets with Resolve.
4.42pm - Scrub hands 32 times
4.45pm - Still scrubbing carpets and disinfecting toys etc
4.50pm - Potatoes ready, take out oven.
4.51pm - Apply scant amount of makeup possible in the 3minutes and 30seconds I can spare.
4.54pm - Tony dressing Tiernan and packing diaper bag.
4.54pm - Tony dressing Tiernan and packing diaper bag.
4.56pm - Find more shit and start scrubbing again.
4.59pm - Scrub hands again and clip nails, just in case.
5.00pm - Mash potatoes
5.05pm - Put Pecan topping on potatoes and put in oven
5.10pm - Wipe sweat off face and get dressed.
5.15pm - Disinfect toys once more coz I'm paranoid.
5.20pm - Retouch very shiny face and frazzled hair
5.25pm - Take Potatoes out oven and transfer to car.
5.30pm - Load car and leave!!
I was amazed that despite the chaos, I managed to keep my cool and not dissolve into a big ball of snot and go all crazy woman on it!!
And through it all, T had this huge smile on his face. And who could be mad when faced with this??

4 comments:
Okay. So I shouldn't be laughing, but you are hilarious. And for some reason seeing the word "shit" just makes me giggle. And the pic of the cute little nekky bootie is priceless. Sorry you had a craptastic start to your Turkey day...hope the rest of the night went well! Silly girl.
Oh what a cute little bootie!!
I just want to pinch those cheeks.
Hope the potatoes turned out OK and that you had a great Thanksgiving.
We had great day. My Dad and I are having a wonderful visit.
This is hysterical!! this post totally made my day!!
I'm quite impressed you managed to make it all in time with all the poopie mess! And I'm loving the un-pooped bootie pics!!
Oh my gosh - I totally would have shit myself! lol You have a great way of telling stories! And those pics...omg. Adorable. I love baby buns.
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