Saturday, September 29, 2012

When You Have 3 Kiddos...



Don't be surprised when you grab your wallet out of your bag and a tampon goes flying across the table landing smack dab in the middle of the 'Kids Club' sign in sheet.

Don't be surprised to hear your son, who is supposed to be happily napping, bellow from his room..."Mom, I have snot on my binger (finger)"...over and over AND over again.

Don't be surprised when your daughter decides to take her poop filled diaper completely off front and center in the Cool Cuts waiting room.

Don't be surprised if it takes 3 big squirts on each of your kiddos' hair before you realize it is the baby lotion not the baby shampoo that is refusing to lather. (I'm quick, I know)

Don't be surprised when the son who has been waking you up in the pre-dawn hours since his birth, starts  kindergarten and suddenly decides that sleeping in is the way to go.

Don't be surprised when you find three day old toothpaste caked on the back of your daughters neck.

Don't be surprised when you dust off the old video camera, push record, and step outside...if you are met with your middle son standing there, pants down, screaming "He stepped on my weanie!!"

Don't be surprised when your tough demeanor on the first day of school crumbles on the second day of school and you find yourself ugly crying in the gym parking lot.

Don't be surprised when you lose your cool and make some unusual demands from a store clerk, like meeting you at the front door with your very late Fathers Day gift because you have 3 kids in the car...if the entire staff knows exactly who you are the next time you saunter in for some scrapbook paper.

 Don't be surprised when you have to referee an argument that begins and ends with "Stop recognizing me!"

Don't be surprised when your oldest son comes home from kindergarten with two large holes in his shirt..."Mom, making holes with scissors is FUN!"

Don't be surprised if it is extremely hard to find a toilet in the house WITHOUT some sort of pee on the seat.

Don't be surprised when your 20 month old daughter's favorite sayings are "Be Nice" and "Stop It"

Don't be surprised if a trip to church (or any other place for that matter) involves returning home for at least one pair of shoes!

Don't be surprised if your sweet lil' daughter poops not 1, not 2, but 3 times in an extremely crowded bathtub. (And FYI if your son ever utters the phrase "What is this peanut butter?"...that is your clue to abort the bathtub mission and abort the bathtub mission QUICK) : )

Man, I love this crazy life. : )

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