The Adventures of Olivia Scene 3

As you recall, scene one took place in mom and dad's bedroom involving markers, a bed, and a 2 year old. Scene 2 was also in mom and dad's room with mascara, a 1 year old, and a 2 year old.

Scene 3

Mom is upstairs sorting the knee deep laundry since everyone is now resorting to the sniffing of clothes to determine whether they are wearable or not. The two little ones are no longer "helping" mom with the laundry and have managed to make their way downstairs. So far, no sounds of the pantry doors, a good sign. After a few minutes it gets awfully quiet. "Oh boy," mom thinks but suddenly hears laughter and the children running around. "Whew, they must not be into anything." Deep into her own thoughts mom realizes again, it has gotten way too quiet. She makes her way over the smelly piles of clothes and down the stairs. Where have they gone too? She sees one of the dining room chairs has been pushed over to the island, not a good sign. (Olivia has mastered moving the chairs quietly because she knows once mom hears the scraping of the chair, it's all over.) Mom rounds the corner and out pops Liv from behind the couch, half a bottle of bubbles in her hand. The bottle was full to begin with. "Great," mom thinks, "I really didn't want to clean the carpets right now." "Look mom, bubbles! Phlst," exclaims Olivia as she is trying hard to blow into the wand. Aiden has now picked himself up off the floor and comes staggering towards mom, rubbing his eyes. "Wonderful, Liv," mom tells her, picking up Aiden whose head and face is saturated with soapy bubbles. Mom quickly scans the carpet for the puddle she's anticipating. No puddles found, odd. Aiden has really begun to fuss now so she rinses him off in the sink, trying to get as much of it out of his eyes as possible. While rinsing him off, mom asks, "Livy, where's the lid to the bubbles?" "Right there," she says. "Where? Show mommy." "Right there," she says again, running into the kitchen. Mom sees the lid just as Olivia's feet go sliding out from under her. Whack! She smacks her head on the floor and is now covered from head to toe in bubbles. Aiden is quickly dried off and mom rushes to comfort a now hysterical Olivia. Once she is calmed down, the bubbles get cleaned up off the floor (so there won't be anymore acrobatics) and then it's off to the bath for Liv.

Stay tuned for more Adventures of Olivia.......

The picture is from after he was cleaned up. He couldn't open his eyes all the way and they were pretty weepy for a while. And yes, the cat is in the tub.

This is My Life!

I'm writing this mostly so I can put it in my journal but I thought you all would get a laugh out of it and possibly even relate.

Last night Shannon comes running in as I'm cleaning up dinner and says the next door lady needs me, her dog just got hit by a car. Doug hasn't gotten home from work yet so I tell Shannon to stay inside the house while I go see what's going on. Sure enough, the neighbors dog has gotten hurt and is bleeding a little bit and she wants to know if I know of any animal hospitals around here. I don't but she ends of getting a hold of someone who does and while she's making some calls, her son is upset so I sit down and try to comfort him and calm him down. Meanwhile, Olivia has escaped because Shannon is now outside wanting to know what's going on. I tell her again to go back inside and take Olivia with her. She leaves and comes back a minute later and I again tell her to go in the house, I'll be there in a minute. She goes back to the house again and I have to sit with the dog because the neighbor kids don't want to get blood on themselves while the mom goes inside to change out of her nice work clothes. I ask Bryson to please go and check on Shannon and the babies and he quickly comes back and tells me Shannon is in the driveway and both the inside garage and front doors are locked, meaning no one is watching Aiden and Olivia. I help get the dog loaded into the car, just imagining the mess the kids have gotten into. I wasn't worried about getting into the house because 1. the back slider door was unlocked and 2. we have a spare key hidden in the backyard. When I got inside, there was Olivia, shoving the last of the jelly beans into her mouth (she had climbed the pantry shelves and gotten the candy off the top shelf) and Aiden was sitting on the carpet with his diaper off, jelly bean remnants on his mouth. Wouldn't have been that bad but yup, he had a poopy butt. The messy diaper was by the pantry and poop was smeared all over the kitchen floor. I get them upstairs and into the bath just as Doug is getting home. The phone rings and it's my doula partner needing to talk about last minute details about a client of ours. So while I'm talking to her I'm trying to get ready to leave because Thursdays are my swim nights and my ride is going to be here any minute. Before Doug can even eat his dinner, I need him to finish bathing the kids because they're screaming and I can't hear Karen. Just as I'm getting off the phone, I see Lisa pull up. I tell Doug "thanks, I have to go, oh and if you hadn't noticed, there's a mess on the floor."

Please tell me I'm not the only one that has these kinds of days. Oh yes, Shannon couldn't play today as a result of yesterday's disobedience. And today was a better day.