My two little monsters.....After a fairly good night (Wyatt woke up three times between 11 and 7) I woke up in a good mood. I went in to get Ethan, he had taken his pants off at some point during the night, he was a little chilly. Anyways I changed him and dressed him and we headed down for breakfast.
And this is where my good mood quickly goes from good to bad. I got Ethan all set up with Yogurt and Cheerios. He was doing well feeding himself but to prevent a disaster I decided I would help him with his remaining Cheerios. I turned around to grab a cloth from the sink and Ethan flung the Cheerios (with lots of milk) on the ground and all over the cupboards. I grab the tray from him, wipe him off (in a less than gentle way) and he was done. This is right when I heard Wyatt upstairs so I headed up to get him. I brought him downstairs and put him in the bouncy chair.
I sat down in hopes of eating my breakfast peacefully. No such luck. Ethan was pushing his highchair, patting the babies head, trying to get into the bassinet. It was then I noticed him standing with his hands down his pants, I then scanned the kitchen and noticed brown streaks all over the place. All over the high chair, all over the bassinet, on Wyatt's head... it was POOP! I pulled his hands out of his pants and sure enough, covered in poop. I picked him up and rushed upstairs to changed what was the nastiest poop to this day. We washed his hands and then I got to disinfecting. Ethan was tugging at my legs, I turned around and he was just about to sit on Wyatt, and I wasn't fast enough to stop him. So poor Wyatt had a giant poop child sit on him. Poor thing, so I lifted Wyatt out of the bouncy chair. He was soaked....
So operation change Wyatt began... (right now this is a fairly big procedure because he was just circumcised so it involved gauze and Vaseline and everything else). I open up the zipper to Wyatt's sleeper and his entire legs and feet were covered in lovely newborn poop.... What a mess...
At this point I'm sweating, I wasn't prepared for this much poop so I'm trying to get to the sink to get more wet paper towel (can't use wipes at this point). On my way to the sink I noticed that my boobs are leaking through my shirt and are both dripping on the floor (sorry for too much information just have to tell the whole story). So I finish changing Wyatt and rush upstairs to change my shirt. Wyatt is screaming because he is 'starving'.....
So I sit down to feed him. Ethan has learned that when I'm feeding Wyatt he can pretty much get away with anything and all I can do is tell him no (repeatedly) from the couch, so basically I can do nothing. Ethan dumps his entire container of mega blocks down the stairs.
Things have finally calmed down, Ethan is playing by himself, Wyatt is in the swing, not swinging (because the piece of junk is broken) and I am still in my pajama's. We have to go into the university today for a one year appointment after Ethan's surgery last year. I have no clue where to go so I'm giving myself two hours to get there, find parking and find the building we are supposed to be in.
On the plus side, yesterday Ethan, Wyatt and I all went to Toys R Us and got tons of great Christmas gifts. Ethan is all finished and I just need one more thing for Wyatt!
Just and FYI Kelly (and Claire). I am taking the week off from parenting when you get here tomorrow!!
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