ohh.... a Saturday afternoon

Spinning...........Spinning................
Spinning..............

Whoa!!!!
She's down.......

Back up again.....

and spinning all over.....
again.

How's everyone's weekend going?? It sure is beautiful outside today!! I really wish my youngest would cooperate so I could be outside with the other two ( and a little bonus sun can't hurt!), but I'm beginning to get used to it. Such a waste of a pretty day. I did get out with Emma for a little while yesterday evening, and was able to get these pictures. Lakin likes to pick a dress out of her very plentiful supply and wear it for a few days. It's off, on, off, on... you get the picture. After a day or two, she'll trade it in for another. Yesterday, she chose this one, even though I wasn't all excited about it. It still had the tags on!! But I figured I may as well get some use out of it. It was bought for the Easter-that-never-was, but obviously, was never worn. She was SOOO excited when she found out it went so far out when she spun around!! I couldn't resist taking these pictures. Who knows how long a little thing like that will make her so excited! ( Even though I still twril around to see how far out a dress will go!) Anyway, they are CUTE so I wanted to share.

Now, for a funny little story. It's about 3 a.m. I get woke up by a little girl at my door " mama, i poopdied, you need to wipe my butt". Okay. I ask " did you poop in the potty?", " uh-huh" she says. So I take her hand and lead her into my bathroom. I turn on the light, grab the wipes off of the bathtub, and turn around and look at her for the first time. Whoa..... poopdie everywhere. On her belly, down the insides of her legs, on her feet, on her hands ( including fingernails), and so much on her bottom I can't help but wonder if ANY actually got into the potty. Again, I ask her if she pooped in the potty or her panties, this time she says " in my panties", in this cute little baby voice. So my next obvious question, " did you poop in your bed?". Well, in the same voice but with an mom-your-an-idiot tone, " noooo... I poopdied in the potty". Like, duh, why would I poop in my bed??? Well, okay. I clean her all up, wipe off her hands real good ( and my own, since in holding her hand, I now have poo on my own), take her into the other bathroom with the stool to wash her hands real good... and gag on the smell. OMG!! This smell came from my beautiful, precious little girl??? This beats even her dad's odors! I check the toilet, where there is no "poopdie", just pee ( at least she did that there). But there is a very unpleasant pair of Mermaid panties lying next to the potty. How can so much poo come out of something so small?? After getting her hands nice and clean, I get a bag for the panties ( which are going in the trash!), clean up the floor, wash my hands and lead her into her bedroom. Again.... the smell. UGHHH!!!! The shirt came up over the nose. Terrible! Of course, what I find is not what I was told. There is poo on her bed. Wonderful, it just keeps getting better and better. I get her some panties and strip the bed. It looks as if her duckie blankie is poop free, but when I smell it.... bring out the salts!! Of course, this sets off a very loud tantrum, she ONLY wants her duckie blankie. She " can't see any poopdie!!!" We move to the couch, where she continues to scream over her blanket. I give her the ultimatum of the blanket I was holding or no blanket at all. Nothing but crying, so I walk away. This of course works and she wants the blanket. Finally, back in bed!! All I can say is what a night. This was a first ( and hopefully a last) for me. We've had our share of pee accidents from both kids, but the "poopdie" I can live without. FUN! FUN! FUN!

As for Gavin's first day of school conclusion..... he said " yeah, I liked it". In an I-could-care-less tone of voice. He likes his teacher, named off all of the kids who were in his class last year (including A-L-E-X, a little girl he really likes), and thinks it's very cool that there is another Gavin in his class, but his is spelled GavEn. Friday definitely went better, except for the fact that I woke up at 6:45 and the bus came at 7:03. So I had to wake up the girls and drive him to school. Which, by the way, my husband was still sitting here when I got back... we won't go there this time. Hopefully, this week will go more smoothly. Lakin starts school on the 3rd, so we are going to HAVE to get into some sort of rhythm. I have to leave here at 7:50 to get her to school, so that's going to be fun!!! We'll eventually get it all figured out. At least that's only three days a week. Anyway, hope everyone ( including mom with her broken arm) is having a great weekend, and hopefully enjoying the gorgeous weather since I can't!!

Gavin swinging
Cheese!!!!
Cheese!!

Cheese again!!
ooohhh... look at those muscles!!


swing, swing, swing.....