Several gross things happened yesterday:
- Charlotte kicked off the day by doing something in the bathtub that one should NEVER do. For the sake of propriety (hey, I can sometimes be proper), all I will say is that it necessitated me scooping a substance out of the bathtub, draining the bathtub, scrubbing the bathtub, rebathing the baby, and doing a load of laundry.
- Charlotte leaned over my shoulder while I was walking around and spit up right on Connie's head. Connie slunk away and kept her distance the rest of the day, but Duke immediately ran over and licked up the splatters that landed on the floor.
- Corey and I were playing with Charlotte on the floor. I handed Charlotte to Corey and she immediately spit up all over his shirt. Corey declared that I done him wrong by purposefully handing him a "loaded baby" and proceeded to wipe the spit-up on my cheek. Duke was then invited over to help clean me up, which he happily did of course.
- I woke up in the middle of the night because Charlotte was doing her usual "I'm sort of awake but not really but I'm going to grunt a little to make you wake up enough to have to figure out which one it is" noises. While I tried to decipher the sounds from the monitor, I heard a distinct sound. Again, for the sake of propriety I won't name it, but I will say that I then got up to change what I knew would be a VERY full diaper. The amazing part is that Charlotte never fully woke up during the diaper change and I was able to lay her right back down in her crib where she zonked right back out. The moral of the story is that sometimes those monitors let you hear a little TOO much, youknowwhatImeanIthinkyoudo?
Today, we're striving for a gross-free day and are failing. Duke has already seized a couple of opportunities to supplement his diet and I have twice had to comb dried dogspit out of Charlotte's hair. Maybe we need another bath tonight. Wish me luck.