I Almost Punched Him

A couple of weeks ago my Sister In Law, Ellie, got hit by a car in the parking lot of Fresh Market.

After my experience there on Monday, I think we both will be avoiding that parking lot.

My Grandma came down from Logan to visit for a couple of days this last weekend. She stayed with my parents but spent Monday and Tuesday with the girls and I.

(To be honest I think I wore her out to the point she wont be visiting for a while, but we'll see.)

I dragged her all over the place getting ready for the girls party. We went to the bank, to Walmart, Smiths, and Fresh Market. (Yes I needed all those different stores). On our last stop at Fresh Market I was there to get Maddie's medicine and my birth control. After the usual coversation with the pharmasist (we are on a first name basis because I'm the only lady that get's this medication and so he always remembers me.) about my girls and his holiday; we wander over for a donut (Love them) and proceed to the parking lot. I load Maddie in and then Grandma gets in while I load Katie.

As I'm closing her door I hear these footsteps behind me coming at me at a run. Right as I turn around, a mexican (excuse me for not asking his name...) guy is right there.

Now in my head this happens in slow motion... I pull back to give him my best right hook because who in their right mind runs full speed at someone in a parking lot unless they just stole something or were planning to steal something? No one, except this Mexican. Anyway, he's not carrying anything so I didn't think he had stolen anything and no one was chasing him so I figured he was planning to steal my purse (or me) and so I scream (loud), with all intent I almost punch when he stops (maybe a foot from my face) and ducks into the car next to me, who then takes off like a batt out of Heck.

What?

I really almost punched a stranger for running to his car?

Yep... It's a sign of the times.

Our Last 6 Months

I am aware that my blog has become severely neglected, and while I am sure that everyone has given up on waiting for me to post and I am at this point writing to no one, I don't care. Here is an overview of our lives in the last 5 months.

We went to Logan to visit Kyle and Andrea. (Love them). Made a stop at the Logan Temple and the duck pond where the girls had no idea why they should be excited about ducks, but I made a fool of myself anyway.

We went on a trip to Disney World with Allie and Aaron. Let me tell you, airports DO NOT accomodate people with kids. I was holding both babies while Josh was trying to take apart (yes dis-assemble) the stroller and get the car seats up, take out the laptop, empty the baby food jars and his pockets, explain the need for water (hello... two babies... enough said), only for me to get stopped by security because I was holding two babies, not just one (has no one heard of multiple children before?). It was a nightmare. We had fun at all the parks except for the pack of wipes to clean off my pants, purse, stroller, and both babies at Majic Kingdom day, and the huge amount of vomit all over me during Animal Kingdom Day, and the fact that we spent the night before coming home at Arnold Palmer Med. Center for Children with Madisyn because of her MCADD, and had to buy a ticket at the last minute on another airline because our flight was booked (oh the joy of flying Non-Rev) we had a great time.

'insert laugh'

We went hunting in October. The babies were there they were just napping during this photo. No one in our group got anything but we still had a fun time.



Babies learned that they need to share and don't like to.

We were bugs for halloween, just like the rest of the teen population in Salt Lake. Here I thought I was being original. Not hardly.

They learned to smile for the camara.

How to crawl and walk.

And that they love the lights at Temple Square.
We've had a great year so far and are looking forward to their first birthday next week.

Me vs. Poop

This morning started off just like any morning. Babies wake up, we change butts, we have breakfast, and we play.

During "play time" I started to smell something a little rank. I checked Kate ... nothin. Then I looked at Madisyn. Her innocent little face gave nothing away but the discoloration of her adorable pink jammies and the slight browm goop coming out the neck hole (yes... her neck) totally gave her away.

I knew before I even got her in her bedroom that this would be an official sacrificing of the onesie by way of cutting. I knew there was no way I was getting that off without spreading the crap. So as I cut off the onesie and proceed to wrap it up Madisyn smacks her belly (still covered in Poop) and then right to her face she goes... I know... yuck!

I proceed with the wet wipe bath and 1/2 a container later I decide I might as well just go for a regular bath. I sit Maddie down (I've done this tons of times and never had a ... well a... situation) and strip Katie. I walk to the bathroom which is right across the hall and run the water. Katie is in there with me all excited and Maddie is no where to be found. I walk out the bathroom and around the corner.

I wasn't looking at my feet, who looks at their feet when the walk? Anyway, I steped right into a small hill of poo. Yup, the whole foot.

And who do I have to thank for it...

Miss Madisyn Paige!

I give up!

Literally!

Done!

Poo - 1 Me - 0

P.S. Mom, I need to borrow the sham- 'poo'- er!