This happened. Drake was chilling, sucking him thumb, while poop ran down his chubby legs. And then, this happened...
As I started to clean his legs, he started running and kicking, spreading it all over his exersaucer. Right about now, Reese and Stella start whining from downstairs in the garage. Reese is saying "Up, up, up" which means "Let's get this show on the road or let me out of here, Mom." Luckily, Wes was home and not on a call so he grabbed Drake and threw him in the bathtub while I cleaned the exersaucer and got ready for our walk.
So here's a picture of the hill I have to climb to get to the main walking trail at the top of our complex.
I'm realizing pictures don't do it justice. It is STEEP. And I'm pushing/pulling this...
I should be in excellent shape in about 3 weeks. People kept stopping in their car asking if I needed help. But we made it to the top, enjoyed a little walk and even got out in a grassy spot to chase bubbles that I had luckily stashed in the stroller. Going back down the hill was much more enjoyable.
Reese wanted to wear my sunglasses when we got home.
And Stella continues to "chill" whenever she is sitting in her high chair. How does she do that while buckled in?????
That's it for today.
XOXO,
Jenny
2 comments:
I love this!! I never get enough of your kids' photos/videos, so this will be perfect.
and HOLY MOLY, that POOP!!!! So so funny - but I must say I'm not sorry I missed seeing that blow-out in person.
Hahaha! I love reading about your life!!! Good times!
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