In my mind today was going to be a calm, wonderful day. A day to spend having fun with the kids. We have been so busy lately with classes, work and other events I was looking forward to spending sometime with my boys. I thought we were off to a good start when we woke up and Wyatt wasn't screaming like he was being murdered. AWESOME a happy Wyatt definitely means a perfect day. We had a quick breakfast, jumped into Rhonda the Honda and headed to the Scarecrow Festival in the city.
Wyatt isn't too keen on costumes (well besides the pink kitty and the girly Strawberry) I let him choose between a Bug, Monkey, Dog or Lion. He chose the dog today and to my surprise he actually put it on without freaking out. Another success!! The Scarecrow festival was wonderful. Wyatt had a ball jumping in the bouncy castle, we decorated some yummy cookies with candy (and of course ate all the candy and got covered in icing), we painted pumpkins and Wyatt took a trip down a huge bouncy death slide (which Ethan was too terrified to go out). We were just heading out the door to leave when I thought perhaps we should take just one more walk around to waste some time....BIG mistake... this is where things went downhill....
Wyatt doesn't believe in the stroller so he was taking off on me constantly, thankfully Ethan was being a very good listener today (Told him Santa was watching...lol). WE made it halfway around the festival and were walking by this dark area that had been closed off. As I was chasing Wyatt I suddenly look up and there is this giant snake in a man's hands right in front of me. YIKES! I snatch Wyatt and get the heck away from that (and I would just like to say that this 'snake man' should stay behind the sheets, doesn't he know some people are deathly afraid of snakes???)
We keep walking, both boys walk into this Egyptian style maze, I figure this looks fairly safe so I give the lady our tickets and the boys literally take off into the maze. Little did I know that this infact was NOT a maze but really a little showroom for the reptiles and they are all OUT. Before I realize this I start to chase after kids and walk RIGHT into this man with this huge lizard. I scream. My heart is beating out of my CHEST! I told him my kids have run off and for some reason I thought to ask if there were snakes in there. He said yes and laughed like I was stupid. Then I think he saw the tears in my eyes, my shaking body and the sweat that had instantly developed on my forehead. I told him my kids had taken off and I needed to get them but I could NOT bring myself to take another step.... He then understood that I was completely FREAKED out, he went in ahead of me and made sure that all the reptiles had been put away and had sheets over them. I walk in probably looking like a COMPLETE crazy person, grab my kids are sprint out of there. The kids were of course devastated to leave but I couldn't cool down it was TIME to GO!
We jump in the car, its lunch time so we stop for lunch. Usually I do the drive through but the line up was out on the road so I figured I would go in (Kelly swears it is always faster to go in). Well this time this was not the case, the line was SO long, the kids were starving and running wild in their costumes. I defiantly did appreciate the 'look at those adorable kids' comments I heard people saying. I started talking to a lady in the line, she asked if we had gone to the scarecrow festival and how we liked it. I told her my snake story, she then tells me that she has a HUGE boa constrictor at home. I almost wanted to move away from her just incase she had the thing in her purse (I mean you can never be too careful).
When we got home the kids went up for a nap and I sat down to do some work. An hour into their nap I heard Ethan get u to pee (or at least I thought he was just peeing). Ten minutes later he was still crashing around up there so I went to check on him. Can you guess what I found? Oh yes that's right POOP everywhere. Ethan trying to be independent and wipe his own butt. Poop all over the seat, all over his legs and on the bathmat. I swear poop just follows me. I could say nothing as he was really trying to do it himself and was so proud of himself.... but oh dear, in some sense I understand why diapers are just so much cleaner lol.
Tonight I have promised the boys to watch a movie with them and have some popcorn, here is to hopefully for a very relaxing night!!
