My back started to go out yesterday. When this happens the only thing between me lying motionless in my bed and having to call my neighbors for 'bathroom' reinforcements is some serious hydrocodone. Thank goodness we had some left over in our cupboard from Chris's surgery last year. One of my awesome neighbors took my older boys for a few hours yesterday while Brayden slept, so I could get some rest. She then (of course because she is awesome like that) brought dinner by - without asking. She probably knows I would have said "no, really, we will be fine" because I wouldn't have wanted to bother her. She has 5 kids of her own and a very busy husband. And then we all would have eaten a bowl of Fruit Loops for dinner. Can I just say, I am SO thankful she served me! I want to be more like her. And my back is doing better today.
Anyways... another Carter update -
I was in the bath this morning, and he of course, was in something else... He came running in with his mouth gaping open, pointing to his obvious mouth ajar, hollering open mouth talk, and I had to laugh.
"Did you eat something, Carter?"
"Yeah, mom!" Said in a panicked, slash, perlexingly urgent manner. "I Drinkded something!"
"What did you drink?" I said with a little dread in my voice.
"I drinkded a potion mom!"
"Can you bring it to me?"
"Yeah mom!" he said as he scampered off. Only to return with our huge bottle of Vanilla extract, half gone.
"Did you drink a lot, or a little bit?"
"Did you spill some?"
"It tastes yucky, huh?"
"Yeah mom!!!" Said in utter disgust.
As I contemplated calling poison control, I went out to the kitchen to see our floor covered with spilt vanilla extract and next to it, the measuring spoons. Needless to say, someone has observed someone else making Chocolate Chip Cookies... one to many times!!!
And on another random note, Is there ANYTHING worse than finding Big Boy Poop in their Big Boy Underwear?!
I think not!!!
Let's just say another perfectly good pair of Lightning McQueen's bit the dust!