We headed first to spin class and worked up a good sweat before heading over to Gary & Martha's. We had a great time swimming and enjoying some Chik-fil-a for lunch. The babies swam, ate and then took a good 2 hour nap so we could play in the pool with the bigger kids. The Shewmaker kids are some good swimmers!
Caroline & Cameron enjoying the pool!
Keaton & Chandler
The Shewmaker clan
Caroline, Cameron, Chandler & Chase
Around 3pm we headed home for what I thought would be a normal, playful afternoon before we started our nightly routine. Boy was I wrong!
I had fed the kids and put them in their pack-n-play to play for a little bit while I unpacked from the day. They were having a great time; play well together and laughing from time to time as they so often do. However, there was more to there laughter than I knew. I was about to take some things upstairs and was going to grab the fingernail clippers (oh yeah, I was going to clip Keaton's nails...totally forgot til just now) and I suddenly noticed Miss Elliot had something all over her...her diaper, her legs, her stomach, her face. Upon closer inspection, I discovered that my precious angel can now take off her diaper...EVEN AFTER POOPING!
Yep, you got it...poop EVERYWHERE! On her, on the toys, on the pack-n-play and yes...on Keaton. They seemed to be having a blast with their first finger painting session but momma was a little grossed out (hence why there are no pics of this blessed event!). I grabbed Elliot and took her upstairs to clean her off. There was no hope except for a full fledged bath. So her and Keaton were done with baths tonight at 4:15! They were so confused when I got them out and let them go play some more. Let's just hope they hold up til bedtime!
Are girls just like this? Am I in for so much more? Please forewarn me!
Keaton is not without his episodes either however. Monday night around 10pm he began to cry. I so looked forward to being able to go in, pick up my baby boy and spend some quality time rocking him back to sleep. I leaned down to pick him up and then....YACK....all over me! Good news is he seemed to feel much better and never opened an eye. Fell right back to sleep in all his innocence, not ever even knowing what happened. So he went back to bed and I went to change clothes...OH, and did I mention that this was right after I had finally gotten to take a shower for the day?
So goes my blessed life....and I wouldn't trade it for anything!