Dallin got into the flour while I was feeding Parker. I saw it, stopped him and Brooklyn vacuumed it up with the dust buster. A great helper right? Then I start feeding Colby. I am not paying attention. Brooklyn went back in the kitchen to finish cleaning up more flour that was in the cupboard. She pulled out the entire bin and the flour fun began. Dallin was thowing flour everywhere and Brooklyn was trying to clean it up with a dry cloth just spreading it everywhere. Brooklyn's hair was totally white. So I went to get the in the bath and left the babies...crying.
This picture really doesn't due the mess justice!
Then Dallin peed on the bathroom floor, the hall floor and then again in the bathtub.
Then dinner: Dallin got the honey everywhere while I was taking care of 2 crying babies.
(Brandon had YM I think...I can't even remember where he was that night).
That is the very shortened version of the craziness of that day :).
Then dinner: Dallin got the honey everywhere while I was taking care of 2 crying babies.
(Brandon had YM I think...I can't even remember where he was that night).
That is the very shortened version of the craziness of that day :).
A few other fun stories about Dallin:
Dallin, you keep me running, that is for sure!
He is liking the twins more and more as they can smile and "talk" to him. A game he has discovered is the pile things on them and watch them squirm. (It usually happenes in the morning when I am in the shower)
First time: it was a whole box of tissues on their faces and everywhere. I removed the box from the room.
Second time: it was 2 boxes of tissues, one from my room and one from Dallin's room.
Third time: I put the twins in their cribs for protection, but left the door open (Brooklyn likes to talk to them and it isn't time for them to sleep yet) And he climbed to get a box of tissues that were supposed to be out of reach.
Last time: it happened there were no tissues to be found, but the twins' basket of clothes was still on the floor and he threw all the clothes in their cribs, on their faces.
First time: it was a whole box of tissues on their faces and everywhere. I removed the box from the room.
Second time: it was 2 boxes of tissues, one from my room and one from Dallin's room.
Third time: I put the twins in their cribs for protection, but left the door open (Brooklyn likes to talk to them and it isn't time for them to sleep yet) And he climbed to get a box of tissues that were supposed to be out of reach.
Last time: it happened there were no tissues to be found, but the twins' basket of clothes was still on the floor and he threw all the clothes in their cribs, on their faces.
Dallin, you keep me running, that is for sure!
1 comment:
at least you have something to break up the monotony and give you something to do. i'm sure you're hurting in that department! (RIGHT!) I'm hoping you caught the sarcasm there. you OBVIOUSLY have plenty to do, and don't remember what "monotony" means! you're a better woman than I.
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