April 19, 2009

Sunday Morning

Aiming not to be a negative nelly first thing in the morning, but when both kids start wailing over the dual monitors at 5:45am, and it's not a workday, when I normally would be up anyway...

So far, it has not stopped, except for routine diaper "check" (mind you, I usually check by look and smell, not by feel) ....but this was a special diaper check for James, whereby I checked my left thumb and thumbnail sufficiently deep into poop. Affirmative, diaper is dirty. To which James exclaimed, "Gross." Darn right, gross.

Of course, I am being dramatic. I said dramatic, not untruthful. The poop incident totally happened. Now, James is eating Cheerios, and Stella has dozed back to sleep, so I think we are calming again. I sit next to James at the table with my coffee, silently hoping that he never throws his bowl of Cheerios at my laptop. I often have a premonition of that... chills me to the bone.
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
-No Doubt, "Sunday Morning"

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