I am sure there are a lot of you out there who are ready for Spring to be sprung! Just the thought of walks, trips to the park, and lunches on the deck just makes me happy. Here in Nebraska we keep getting a glimpse of Spring, but then we get a cold snap and we begin to feel trapped in our own house. I know the warmth will come soon, but I swear this time of year is the hardest because we can see the light at the end of the tunnel but it never comes soon enough.
Right now I am a little excited to see what Spring is like here in Nebraska, as I was totally disappointed by the winter. Seriously cold, but no snow, and every time they anticipate weather there seems to be a vortex that takes the moisture away from Omaha. It is so dry here, not as dry as Colorado, but then it is so humid in the summer. We literally live in a crazy place when it comes to climate.
After our tough week last week, I am thinking that the kids behavior is directly related to the anticipation of Spring as well. They want to be outside and run. Honestly I want them to be outside too! The fresh air does them wonders, and tuckers them out…added bonus for Mom!
I'm actually looking forward to rainy days as well because right now it is sunny, but too cold to be out, and at least with warm, rainy days we know that it will eventually be sunny and warm. I know it is still only March, but when you look at the weather forecast for sunny and seventies for the weekend, it is hard to not want to crave warmer weather. It is almost as if the weather is taunting us by giving us a few warm days and then going back to the cold. However, there are some of you who are still looking at snow on the ground and sub below temperatures, and I apologize for complaining about my lack of warm weather. I have lived in many cold places and I know I should be grateful, but you all crave the Spring, if not more than the Evans family!
So here is to a quick transition of Spring. Let the showers begin and the greening of our brown world come to life!
Friday, March 28, 2014
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Speed Limit
Okay I would have never thought I would have an opinion on speed limits, but recently as I have children that are a little unpredictable and I have come to the conclusion that 25 mph is way too fast! I sit in the yard watching folks talk on their cell phones and speed down our road. This makes me feel real safe…said no mom EVER! There is no way if a kid came darting into the road that you could stop that quickly to not hit them at 25 mph, but most definitely if you were distracted on your phone while at it. This is where the craziness begins, my craziness that is. I have in the past month on those sunny, warm days hollered at passing cars, including the mail man to slow down.
It wasn't until just recently I made the connection of how fast 25 mph really is. We have a bunny that comes around to our yard and it literally provides great entertainment for both the kids and the cat. Audrey calls the rabbit, her bunny, so when I saw that someone had smoked it just in from of our yard I got pretty upset. Now I know that rabbits are pretty unpredictable, but so are kids, so when I saw that someone was either going the speed limit or faster and hit a rabbit, I thought, "Geesh, that could have been a kiddo!"
I know when I drive in our neighborhood I seriously go slow because I can see that there are kids playing basketball in their driveways and it doesn't take much for the ball to roll down the slanted driveway into the road. Most kids think about darting after it, but what happens when the kid doesn't gauge the distance of a driving car or is hidden behind another parked car? You would think a lot of people think this way, but unfortunately everyone is in such a hurry. I have experienced that everyone pulls out in front of everyone else as it is a race to be first to the stop sign or out to the main road. I have even folks on our street in particular that have small children drive way too fast. What is it that you have to get home to? If it is anything like my house, I can guarantee my husband, this past week, is not speeding home to get to the absolute chaos we bring after a long day at work. So why the rush?
Regardless of the reason for the speeding, I still think they really need to rethink the signage that says, "Drive 25 and keep kids alive!" It really needs to be much lower than that in my opinion, but then again I don't think I get a say. However I will continue to be that crazy lady on my street giving the evil eye to or hollering at the folks driving too fast down the road.
It wasn't until just recently I made the connection of how fast 25 mph really is. We have a bunny that comes around to our yard and it literally provides great entertainment for both the kids and the cat. Audrey calls the rabbit, her bunny, so when I saw that someone had smoked it just in from of our yard I got pretty upset. Now I know that rabbits are pretty unpredictable, but so are kids, so when I saw that someone was either going the speed limit or faster and hit a rabbit, I thought, "Geesh, that could have been a kiddo!"
I know when I drive in our neighborhood I seriously go slow because I can see that there are kids playing basketball in their driveways and it doesn't take much for the ball to roll down the slanted driveway into the road. Most kids think about darting after it, but what happens when the kid doesn't gauge the distance of a driving car or is hidden behind another parked car? You would think a lot of people think this way, but unfortunately everyone is in such a hurry. I have experienced that everyone pulls out in front of everyone else as it is a race to be first to the stop sign or out to the main road. I have even folks on our street in particular that have small children drive way too fast. What is it that you have to get home to? If it is anything like my house, I can guarantee my husband, this past week, is not speeding home to get to the absolute chaos we bring after a long day at work. So why the rush?
Regardless of the reason for the speeding, I still think they really need to rethink the signage that says, "Drive 25 and keep kids alive!" It really needs to be much lower than that in my opinion, but then again I don't think I get a say. However I will continue to be that crazy lady on my street giving the evil eye to or hollering at the folks driving too fast down the road.
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Vocabulary
It is amazing to me how quickly children develop a vocabulary. Audrey picked up talking quickly and she obtained words for her vocabulary from everywhere! Honestly she picked up phrases and words, regardless if they were good or bad, all the time! The other day she told me to, "Zip it and put it in my pocket." I almost came unglued, but once she said it she instantly knew it was not a good choice and went ahead and cried it out.
Ayden on the other hand chose to take walking and being a complete line backer a priority before really communicating. Sure he signed the basics and gave us a limited vocabulary, but he was happier and more interested in running and attacking things than telling me about what he wanted or needed. It was last week he decided to use his words and it continues to amaze me. I can understand him and he is very forceful with his inflection and emotion in his speaking. He really doesn't think before he speaks. For example I asked him if he wanted a quesadilla for dinner and the first word he said with great force was no, but very quickly he processed what I said and followed his forceful no with a very exaggerated YESSSS! Both Tyler and I laughed out loud because we can see the wheels just turn on him and how he really is becoming a little boy, rather than the helpless toddler he once was.
However I am afraid what this means with two talkers in my house. Tyler and I can barely have a conversation at dinner as adults, and now I can see it never happening as both my children will be chatting it up and not allowing for us to get a word in edgewise. Already the moment Tyler and I engross in a conversation at dinner and it may not interest Audrey, she gets Ayden wound up at the table and they begin screeching and having the most bizarre conversation. It leads both of us to just sit in silence or the volume only increases. Lucky us!
I remember my mom telling me that she wished for the day for me to begin talking and then when it happened she was a little overwhelmed. Well I guess I get what my mom was saying because I have one kiddo that never stops talking from the moment she wakes up, and now I am afraid I may have two very soon this way.
I guess I can relate…I have a lot to say too. Maybe the issue I have here is that I won't be able to be heard as much, but what I have learned as a parent is that sometimes it is better to just be seen than heard.
Ayden on the other hand chose to take walking and being a complete line backer a priority before really communicating. Sure he signed the basics and gave us a limited vocabulary, but he was happier and more interested in running and attacking things than telling me about what he wanted or needed. It was last week he decided to use his words and it continues to amaze me. I can understand him and he is very forceful with his inflection and emotion in his speaking. He really doesn't think before he speaks. For example I asked him if he wanted a quesadilla for dinner and the first word he said with great force was no, but very quickly he processed what I said and followed his forceful no with a very exaggerated YESSSS! Both Tyler and I laughed out loud because we can see the wheels just turn on him and how he really is becoming a little boy, rather than the helpless toddler he once was.
However I am afraid what this means with two talkers in my house. Tyler and I can barely have a conversation at dinner as adults, and now I can see it never happening as both my children will be chatting it up and not allowing for us to get a word in edgewise. Already the moment Tyler and I engross in a conversation at dinner and it may not interest Audrey, she gets Ayden wound up at the table and they begin screeching and having the most bizarre conversation. It leads both of us to just sit in silence or the volume only increases. Lucky us!
I remember my mom telling me that she wished for the day for me to begin talking and then when it happened she was a little overwhelmed. Well I guess I get what my mom was saying because I have one kiddo that never stops talking from the moment she wakes up, and now I am afraid I may have two very soon this way.
I guess I can relate…I have a lot to say too. Maybe the issue I have here is that I won't be able to be heard as much, but what I have learned as a parent is that sometimes it is better to just be seen than heard.
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Another Milestone in the Evans House
Last week Ayden did something Audrey never attempted to do, and that was climb out of his crib. He threw out all his stuffed animals that were in his crib and threw his leg over the edge of the crib and fell to his freedom. He scared himself more than anything, but was also very proud of his defeat. I knew that at this point we needed to turn his crib into the toddler bed I was dreading to do. Seriously this was one container I did not want to release him of quite yet, but I did know it would need to happen sooner or later.
I was so glad that I asked Tyler to make this transition of his bed on the weekend because I was not sure how Ayden would handle this. Ayden said he wanted his bed to be made like Audrey's, but I don't think it was because he wanted to be like his sister, it was because he knew what not having a container at bedtime meant! He was finally free and he was going to take advantage of this as much as I would like him.
Nap time was a great time to try out the bed. I laid him down in his crib, kissed him, and told him to have a nice rest. He told me, "Bye," and I thought we this was going very smoothly. I need to remember that nothing goes smoothly in parenting, but I thought maybe Ayden would just make this easy…yeah right! Ayden gets up out of his bed, opens the door, and then runs out of his room like a maniac, screaming into his sister's room. I grab him, and place him back into his bed and close the door. At this point I am following the stuff I have seen on Super Nanny because I am trying to prove to Ayden he needs to sleep in his room in the bed. Well, Ayden made a "jail break" another twenty times when I finally got smart. I held the door knob and he realized he couldn't open the door so he went back to his bed. He tried this about ten times, and finally got down on his hands and knees and put his fingers under the door and began attacking my feet. He was laughing hysterically and knew it was me holding the door and he was trying his last attempt of cuteness to get out of his room. I held my laughter in and continued to hold the door handle, and I finally won! Yeah Mommy 1, Ayden 0…for the time being. He finally went to his bed and literally fell into it and passed out. Yes he made it look that easy to go to sleep, and slept very well for a nap I might add.
What I have realized is that bed time will not be that easy for Ayden anymore now that he is no longer able to be contained. We will be investing in those childproof door handles soon, but until then I think I see a lot of wine and praying for patience and strength in my future.
I was so glad that I asked Tyler to make this transition of his bed on the weekend because I was not sure how Ayden would handle this. Ayden said he wanted his bed to be made like Audrey's, but I don't think it was because he wanted to be like his sister, it was because he knew what not having a container at bedtime meant! He was finally free and he was going to take advantage of this as much as I would like him.
Nap time was a great time to try out the bed. I laid him down in his crib, kissed him, and told him to have a nice rest. He told me, "Bye," and I thought we this was going very smoothly. I need to remember that nothing goes smoothly in parenting, but I thought maybe Ayden would just make this easy…yeah right! Ayden gets up out of his bed, opens the door, and then runs out of his room like a maniac, screaming into his sister's room. I grab him, and place him back into his bed and close the door. At this point I am following the stuff I have seen on Super Nanny because I am trying to prove to Ayden he needs to sleep in his room in the bed. Well, Ayden made a "jail break" another twenty times when I finally got smart. I held the door knob and he realized he couldn't open the door so he went back to his bed. He tried this about ten times, and finally got down on his hands and knees and put his fingers under the door and began attacking my feet. He was laughing hysterically and knew it was me holding the door and he was trying his last attempt of cuteness to get out of his room. I held my laughter in and continued to hold the door handle, and I finally won! Yeah Mommy 1, Ayden 0…for the time being. He finally went to his bed and literally fell into it and passed out. Yes he made it look that easy to go to sleep, and slept very well for a nap I might add.
What I have realized is that bed time will not be that easy for Ayden anymore now that he is no longer able to be contained. We will be investing in those childproof door handles soon, but until then I think I see a lot of wine and praying for patience and strength in my future.
Monday, March 24, 2014
Anyone Else Struggling?
I have honestly not been slacking in the blog department, I just have not had a single moment to myself to sit down in front of the computer.
This past week has been a hard one for me. I am not sure if it had to do with the fifty million things to do or if it is that stress that I have been attempting to bury deep down and it keeps trying to resurface like acid reflux, but regardless I have been a hard person to deal with! I can feel how I am short with my kids and I am just annoyed with the littlest things. I really have tried to keep my cool, but I have found myself just really frustrated and angry. As I write this I take not of how unhealthy this sounds, but I guess the first step to solving the problem is admitting, right?
I am not sure if all this stems from my kids deciding that they were going to destroy everything in sight and laugh about it, or if we are all just going stir crazy with the weather. Who knows, but it was just one of those weeks. We did have a lot of positives in the week in terms of trips to the park and we even went to an open gym one day. I am noticing that the days that I want to take the kids out and about to do things, these are the days they just want to stay home, and then the days I think it would be good to stay home, they are bored with their toys and are begging for crafts and activities, so going out and about would have been better. I mean this is life right? You're damned if you do and damned if you don't.
Regardless of the situation, I am only hoping to have a better week with the kids. I think we should be off to a good start as we are not as busy as last week, however I think if we are going to have a good week it stems from me. I really need to get my act together. I truly need to bring on the happy face and make sure I get enough rest so that I can power on with these kiddos because they sense when I am having an off day and they run with it which makes everything accelerate quickly in to a lousy day.
I guess now after I have ranted, I need to get myself together and focus on the positives and keep going. Now we all have bad days, kids included, but I am determined to make this week better than last because I am not sure if I have enough wine and sanity left. I know raising kids was never going to be easy, but I have been struggling lately with being a good mom. I know that I am a good mom, but I do feel after last week, I really need to make up for some of my grumpiness.
So…here is to a better week, a positive week, full of happiness, a little wine, less stress, and minimal temper tantrums!
This past week has been a hard one for me. I am not sure if it had to do with the fifty million things to do or if it is that stress that I have been attempting to bury deep down and it keeps trying to resurface like acid reflux, but regardless I have been a hard person to deal with! I can feel how I am short with my kids and I am just annoyed with the littlest things. I really have tried to keep my cool, but I have found myself just really frustrated and angry. As I write this I take not of how unhealthy this sounds, but I guess the first step to solving the problem is admitting, right?
I am not sure if all this stems from my kids deciding that they were going to destroy everything in sight and laugh about it, or if we are all just going stir crazy with the weather. Who knows, but it was just one of those weeks. We did have a lot of positives in the week in terms of trips to the park and we even went to an open gym one day. I am noticing that the days that I want to take the kids out and about to do things, these are the days they just want to stay home, and then the days I think it would be good to stay home, they are bored with their toys and are begging for crafts and activities, so going out and about would have been better. I mean this is life right? You're damned if you do and damned if you don't.
Regardless of the situation, I am only hoping to have a better week with the kids. I think we should be off to a good start as we are not as busy as last week, however I think if we are going to have a good week it stems from me. I really need to get my act together. I truly need to bring on the happy face and make sure I get enough rest so that I can power on with these kiddos because they sense when I am having an off day and they run with it which makes everything accelerate quickly in to a lousy day.
I guess now after I have ranted, I need to get myself together and focus on the positives and keep going. Now we all have bad days, kids included, but I am determined to make this week better than last because I am not sure if I have enough wine and sanity left. I know raising kids was never going to be easy, but I have been struggling lately with being a good mom. I know that I am a good mom, but I do feel after last week, I really need to make up for some of my grumpiness.
So…here is to a better week, a positive week, full of happiness, a little wine, less stress, and minimal temper tantrums!
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Oil Pulling
Okay so I have to say I love the convenience of going to the grocery store and buying the items I need. Since having children, I have learned to clean a different way. I have given up a lot of the harsh chemicals and I have used a lot of household items and even Norwex products to try and make sure my cleaning is safe. It would be fair that I am trying to go simple and natural.
By now you know I like to read, and sometimes it just gets me into trouble. I have been reading a lot about natural remedies to things such as oily hair, but also natural ways to cure infections rather than turning to antibiotics. If you didn't see it I share the link below, but there was an article circulating on Facebook about oil pulling. I truly did not believe that it would work or if I should even try it, but I did ask a friend who is one who is very privy to coconut oil, and I decided to give it a try.
What is oil pulling? It is something that has been around for centuries and it involves swishing coconut or sunflower oil in your mouth to absorb toxins. Removing the toxins is to help with removing bacteria that may be causing infection and supposedly leads to a lot of great dental hygiene benefits, such as whiter teeth. Some articles have even said that it helps with acne, sinuses, allergies, and the list goes on. Now I was skeptical, but I figured it couldn't hurt as long as I didn't swallow the crap I swished around for 20 minutes.
Well, you know me, I can never do anything normal, so I am going to share my experience in hopes that it enlightens you to the experience if you choose to attempt as well. I read that you should swish the oil in your mouth for 20 minutes. The only time I have 20 minutes of no talking time is when I shower so I was attempting to multi-task...sigh. If you have ever purchased coconut oil, you know that it is in a solid form, but is easily broken down into liquid form with heat. So I got about a teaspoon of the oil on a spoon, put it in my mouth, and set the timer on my phone for 20 minutes. I wasn't quite sure what to do so I just tried swishing this gel like substance in my mouth. I gagged and almost spit the stuff all over the floor. My mouth began to over salivate, so I thought, but it was actually the oil breaking down into liquid form. My eyes were watering, I was still gagging, and snot was dripping from my nose. Totally worth it right?!? I finally got myself together and realized that it would be best to just put the remaining oil under my tongue to get it to completely turn to liquid form. Then the swishing began and it was not bad at all. I took my shower and continued to oil pull. While in the shower I struggled with breathing, washing my face, and swishing, but I managed. You know the toughest part was when I flipped my head upside down and put the towel on my head, but I survived. I completed the remainder of the oil pull, spit the toxins into a plastic bag because the oil can mess up your drain, and brushed my teeth. So I guess I thought it was going to be an instant experience. I envisioned white teeth and all my health problems solved. Spoiler alert...it didn't happen:(
This experience occurred about a week ago and I have pulled daily. The results, I have whiter teeth and it actually alleviates that pain I have from grinding my teeth at night. Also, I burnt my tongue and roof of my mouth on Sunday, and the coconut oil healed my mouth quickly. It was crazy to think that it helped heal the burn, but the roof of my mouth had that nasty burn with the skin that hangs off, and it took one day of oil pulling to get that situation under control. The tongue burn took a couple oil pulls to get the pain out. I am sure there are reasons for all the help that coconut oil is doing to help with my mouth, but I am not going to research that because then I am going to try something else.
I am going to continue to oil pull and maybe it can aid in my health. However I wanted my readers to know the truth of how it really works for the average Joe, such as myself because this is quite a challenge to complete.
Here are a few articles on oil pulling that I have read. However, just google oil pulling and you can find a lot more:)
http://jezebel.com/the-oil-pulling-health-craze-works-just-not-in-the-w-1538252677
http://www.fashionlush.com/wtf-is-oil-pulling-why-im-hooked/
By now you know I like to read, and sometimes it just gets me into trouble. I have been reading a lot about natural remedies to things such as oily hair, but also natural ways to cure infections rather than turning to antibiotics. If you didn't see it I share the link below, but there was an article circulating on Facebook about oil pulling. I truly did not believe that it would work or if I should even try it, but I did ask a friend who is one who is very privy to coconut oil, and I decided to give it a try.
What is oil pulling? It is something that has been around for centuries and it involves swishing coconut or sunflower oil in your mouth to absorb toxins. Removing the toxins is to help with removing bacteria that may be causing infection and supposedly leads to a lot of great dental hygiene benefits, such as whiter teeth. Some articles have even said that it helps with acne, sinuses, allergies, and the list goes on. Now I was skeptical, but I figured it couldn't hurt as long as I didn't swallow the crap I swished around for 20 minutes.
Well, you know me, I can never do anything normal, so I am going to share my experience in hopes that it enlightens you to the experience if you choose to attempt as well. I read that you should swish the oil in your mouth for 20 minutes. The only time I have 20 minutes of no talking time is when I shower so I was attempting to multi-task...sigh. If you have ever purchased coconut oil, you know that it is in a solid form, but is easily broken down into liquid form with heat. So I got about a teaspoon of the oil on a spoon, put it in my mouth, and set the timer on my phone for 20 minutes. I wasn't quite sure what to do so I just tried swishing this gel like substance in my mouth. I gagged and almost spit the stuff all over the floor. My mouth began to over salivate, so I thought, but it was actually the oil breaking down into liquid form. My eyes were watering, I was still gagging, and snot was dripping from my nose. Totally worth it right?!? I finally got myself together and realized that it would be best to just put the remaining oil under my tongue to get it to completely turn to liquid form. Then the swishing began and it was not bad at all. I took my shower and continued to oil pull. While in the shower I struggled with breathing, washing my face, and swishing, but I managed. You know the toughest part was when I flipped my head upside down and put the towel on my head, but I survived. I completed the remainder of the oil pull, spit the toxins into a plastic bag because the oil can mess up your drain, and brushed my teeth. So I guess I thought it was going to be an instant experience. I envisioned white teeth and all my health problems solved. Spoiler alert...it didn't happen:(
This experience occurred about a week ago and I have pulled daily. The results, I have whiter teeth and it actually alleviates that pain I have from grinding my teeth at night. Also, I burnt my tongue and roof of my mouth on Sunday, and the coconut oil healed my mouth quickly. It was crazy to think that it helped heal the burn, but the roof of my mouth had that nasty burn with the skin that hangs off, and it took one day of oil pulling to get that situation under control. The tongue burn took a couple oil pulls to get the pain out. I am sure there are reasons for all the help that coconut oil is doing to help with my mouth, but I am not going to research that because then I am going to try something else.
I am going to continue to oil pull and maybe it can aid in my health. However I wanted my readers to know the truth of how it really works for the average Joe, such as myself because this is quite a challenge to complete.
Here are a few articles on oil pulling that I have read. However, just google oil pulling and you can find a lot more:)
http://jezebel.com/the-oil-pulling-health-craze-works-just-not-in-the-w-1538252677
http://www.fashionlush.com/wtf-is-oil-pulling-why-im-hooked/
Monday, March 17, 2014
Multi-tasking
Why does it seem that women with multiple children are great at multi-tasking? Honestly I see mothers with four children, calm and collective, able to keep a head count of everyone and give every one the attention they need. I fear what I may look like in public with my two kiddos wanting to run in opposite directions, and I literally have said out loud, "Crap, where is Ayden?" I am getting better at trying to maintain the chaos, but there are days I need a nap more than the kids do after an excursion to the museum or the zoo!
In light of a wonderful Monday, I will share one of my chaotic stories of attempting to multi-task this weekend. Tyler and I took the kids to go swimming at the Y. It was great. We went early in the morning and had the pool to ourselves for over 45 minutes. The kids swam and played for over an hour and just had a blast. Then it was the dreaded time to get out and get washed off. We are really good about giving warnings and there was a struggle to get out of the pool, but it was managed and some how I ended up going into the locker room with both children. Yes, Tyler was given the luxury of showering and getting ready alone, and I was going to make the attempt to get three washed off and ready. So here we go...I finally corralled everyone into the locker room, grabbed the towels and shampoo, got both kids in the shower and Audrey had to pee. So I had Ayden sit on one of the step stools and I took Ayden to the stall so she could go to the bathroom. I was in eye sight of Ayden, but he decided he was going to turn the water on and it in return scared him because he wasn't actually expecting to be able to do it. So he is running into the bathroom area to get rescued from the big, mean water and Audrey is announcing how everything came out okay. Serious chaos going on, but we all managed to get back to the shower and they both got rinsed off and put in a towel. I however am still dripping wet and it is obvious I will be toweling off and just throwing clothes back on. I get Ayden in his diaper and pants and Audrey in her underwear and they are just getting antsy. Both decided to jump down off the bench and they begin to antagonize the poor patrons in the locker room. Audrey is running around laughing and squealing and Ayden is growling and flirting with anyone that will look his way. I corral the beasts back to the bench, finish getting them dressed, and bribe them with a snack while I attempt to throw clothes on so we can just get out of the locker room and go home. We get out of the locker room and there is Tyler, peacefully sitting at a table waiting for us. At that moment I want to tell him my drama and ask why he couldn't help, but I realized it was a lost cause to get mad because I could envision him with just one kid and he would have been stressed further than me.
As much as I want to admit I am a good multi-tasker, I do believe I need more practice before I can say that I have that quality mastered.
In light of a wonderful Monday, I will share one of my chaotic stories of attempting to multi-task this weekend. Tyler and I took the kids to go swimming at the Y. It was great. We went early in the morning and had the pool to ourselves for over 45 minutes. The kids swam and played for over an hour and just had a blast. Then it was the dreaded time to get out and get washed off. We are really good about giving warnings and there was a struggle to get out of the pool, but it was managed and some how I ended up going into the locker room with both children. Yes, Tyler was given the luxury of showering and getting ready alone, and I was going to make the attempt to get three washed off and ready. So here we go...I finally corralled everyone into the locker room, grabbed the towels and shampoo, got both kids in the shower and Audrey had to pee. So I had Ayden sit on one of the step stools and I took Ayden to the stall so she could go to the bathroom. I was in eye sight of Ayden, but he decided he was going to turn the water on and it in return scared him because he wasn't actually expecting to be able to do it. So he is running into the bathroom area to get rescued from the big, mean water and Audrey is announcing how everything came out okay. Serious chaos going on, but we all managed to get back to the shower and they both got rinsed off and put in a towel. I however am still dripping wet and it is obvious I will be toweling off and just throwing clothes back on. I get Ayden in his diaper and pants and Audrey in her underwear and they are just getting antsy. Both decided to jump down off the bench and they begin to antagonize the poor patrons in the locker room. Audrey is running around laughing and squealing and Ayden is growling and flirting with anyone that will look his way. I corral the beasts back to the bench, finish getting them dressed, and bribe them with a snack while I attempt to throw clothes on so we can just get out of the locker room and go home. We get out of the locker room and there is Tyler, peacefully sitting at a table waiting for us. At that moment I want to tell him my drama and ask why he couldn't help, but I realized it was a lost cause to get mad because I could envision him with just one kid and he would have been stressed further than me.
As much as I want to admit I am a good multi-tasker, I do believe I need more practice before I can say that I have that quality mastered.
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