It happened again.

So after last week's poo on the floor accident, we kept Si in his diaper for as long as possible...but how do you stop the poo in the tub? That's right, bath time was cut short this week by not Si, but Grace and a floating turd monster in the tub. It was like the scene from caddy shack as we grabbed them and yanked them from the tub. So once again I got to clean it up and scrub the tub clean of the poo. Oh but wait a minute, why did I clean this up? Other then the fact I'm nice? It's because Sarah had to clean up another brown present from "Mr. Shit" himself, Si. He ran off on another bath time evening as we were putting them in the tub. He went into Grace's room to do his business and baked a brownie right on her floor. So not getting new carpet in the house when we moved in was a wise decision and you probably think we have a nasty house; actually I keep a really clean house and as the old saying goes "shit happens". Well enough talk about dropping a deuce... I think I'm running out of creative words to call it anyway.

We have been taking full advantage of the pool and the kids love being in their "boats" (swim floats) finally and no one has pooed in the pool......yet. As we were enjoying the pool playing motor boat and bumper boats, I was spinning Si around in his float and my thumb nail scratched his nose and under his eye. Poor little fella had blood on his face and still wears the scratch a few days later. I felt bad and made sure to trim my nails extra close this time. Of course he wanted Mama after it happened and kept saying "dada dada blah blah" (not sure exactly what he was saying because he was crying, but I know he was not happy with me.

Grace finally has long enough hair to put in a ponytail which Sarah has been wanting to do forever, so it was a pretty big deal. She leaves it in for a minute so we can show her in the mirror, giggles, but then takes it out. I'm sure in time she will be asking for it.

They both are doing very well at naming colors and Si today was separating his blocks into piles by  colors. I was pretty impressed with that because I had really only showed him how to do that a few times. It was pretty neat to see. They are picking up on so much lately with identifying letters too. G & S have been copying everything we do so we have to be careful what they see so they don't try to mimic it. A perfect example happened one afternoon this week. Sometimes one or both kids are awake and hanging out in our room, watching Sarah get ready for work; contacts, make-up, etc. Later one day, Grace picked up some small plastic thing and tried to put it in her eye like a contact. She was watching Sarah in the morning put her contacts in and decided to be like Mama. Luckily she wasn't successful!

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Mr. Mom Moment of the Week: Here are a few of the interesting things you may hear throughout the week.

                     "No that doesn't go in your ear"

                     "Si get off of Gracie's head"

                     "Grace don't kick Si"

                     "No don't poke the dog in the eye"

                     "Take that out of your mouth, it's dog food"

                     "That's gonna... yep I bet that did hurt"

                     "Clean up time again"

                     " NO, nope, no, no and no"

Did that just happen?

Due to the heat over the last 2 weeks it was just too damn hot to do anything so I took a break from writing. It's been a crazy past couple of weeks and we had a lot going on, so here we go.

Our new playset almost caused us a trip to the emergency room and added to my growing number of grey hairs; how you ask? Well as Grace and I were swinging the baseball bat I look out of the corner of my eye to see Silas do a flip over the top of the playset and land on his back in the grass. I couldn't see exactly how he landed because he fell inside of the set and  my view was blocked. I saw enough with his feet in the air that it wasn't pretty and then heard the crying. Luckily he was OK after some holding and me checking every bone in his body wondering how nothing got broke, soon he was back at it. Things happen fast and I can't be everywhere every second but that will not happen again on my watch!

The yard is so dry and pokey that Grace gets about half way out and the realizes that her feet hurt so she stands there whining until we go get her, so she now needs shoes when we go outside to play. Si doesn't really care he just loves to run and NOT LISTEN when I ask him to come back. I have a feeling he may be the first to have a trip to the hospital for a broken arm or stitches. The boy has no fear but yet when we went to the beach he didn't like the waves. I don't know why but he didn't like them. He ran from them like they were monsters and was yelling for his "Mama Mama!" Grace laid down on the sand and loved it so much... she even took a wave to the face and was fine. They really seemed to do well at the beach and we are planing to go back soon as Sarah can get some days off work.

After the heat spell kept going on and on we decided what the hell, let's put our little pool up. I really didn't want to this year because it kills the grass but as bad as the grass is this year and  with the heat who cares! I rolled it out only to find a punk ass mouse had chewed three holes in it! A couple of patch jobs later and she is up and running looking ghetto as ever with clear hole patches  and an extension cord to run the pump. We keep it real! The kids love it and Sarah likes to get in, so what can I do?

This past week we had Malarie stay all week and she was a huge help. She interacts so well with Grace and Si and is never afraid to help out when we ask.  At nap times she helped me by putting Grace to bed. She did great and it was fun having her here.  So another great adventure in the books and off for some more excitement and grey hairs.


Mr. Mom Moment of the Week: This may be the best ever and is gonna be hard to top. So every night as it gets closer to bath time when the kids need a diaper change we try not to put them in one so we don't waste a diaper for just 10 more minutes of time, every once in awhile a stray stream might escape but nothing too bad. Well we will not do that anymore! As we are sitting watching naked Si run around the living room he goes over to play with a toy like nothing out of the ordinary and proceeds to squat and drop a deuce right on the floor like a dog! We quickly fall into action and grab him before he does anything else or decides to play in it. If we wouldn't have seen it I would have thought it was one of the dogs and blamed it on them. Who got to clean up that mess? You guessed it, me! Why? I have no idea I just did it out of habit and still in shock of what had just happened. So Si: when you get older I will always have that against you and say not only did I wipe your ass but I picked up your shit from the floor. Someday I expect you to do the same.