And THIS ladies and gentlemen, is what occurred 45 minutes ago that finally caused me to walk next door and ask my neighbor to run over my head a few times with his truck and put me out of my misery. (Apparently this morning was not the end of the corn poop as hoped for...) How dare I try to leave them playing cars for 10 minutes to fix lunch? Alex's carpet and bathroom took the hit this time and Aidan was the guilty party, even though I'm pretty sure Avery was the toothpaste man. Greg--this took place only ONE room away from yours...are you getting nervous yet?
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Close my door please...
Oh dear Lord.
I think he's getting nervous. :)
OK. I DON'T miss those days. :)
You so need a break! Tell Jeremy to take wisk you away somewhere tropical and free of poopies and renegade toothpaste bandits!
oh my freakin gosh...i worry about these boys and the time it wil take b4 u throw them in the garbage. dont do anything u might regret...drop them off at D's and remember my blog...
when ur angry dont shake the baby!!
Better you than me!! Next time I'm having a bad day, I'm coming to your blog. It is hilarious!!
do I see toothpaste on the poo? i hope you threw the toothpaste away too... :)
I think I would duct tape their diapers on them... seriously...
HORRIBLE!
UNBELIEVABLE!
This is not normal stuff Laura. It must just be the fact that their are two of them and they feed off each other.
But your blogs are so FUNNY! If you ever get this published in a book they are going to have one straight talk baby book.
i was going to reheat some leftovers, but I think I'l just go to bed...YUCK! I'm so sorry you were left such pleasant surprises.
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