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Tomarrow I go into the doctor for a physical.  There are many things that I will be able to talk to him about.  I always feel like I am doing something wrong if I ask about myself when I take the kids in for something.  I think that they will get annoyed with me, and always feel as though they rush through whatever it was because I am not paying for a seperate visit.  Well I will get my time tomorrow.  I am not allowed to eat after midnight and not until after my appointment.  I will be starving!  

Today was intersting from the start.  Normally on a sunday when Peter is here, I hand off Aiden to him at maybe 6:30 and then sleep in.  My wonderful husband never complains about that, even though I know he is tired too.  I like to think they have a party while I sleep.  It is just so nice to be able to get that extra hour I never get after waking up sometimes twice a night or more every night.  I am working on that by the way.  Sleep here I come!   Any way, I got to get up at 6 and entertain a cranky baby.  He is cranky because he is so very stuffy, and runny, and drooly.  I think he is about to cut two more teeth, as the gums on either side of his bottom two teeth are a bit swollen, he has a little fever, and he is biting EVERYTHING!  Including me!!! Not pleasant by the way.  But Michael woke up after that and we ate breakfast and watched a little TV, and were all ready by 8:30.  I decided since we were all ready and not messy, we ould go to the new 9 o'clock srevice with my parents.  It was good, and after that I took Aiden to the nursing mother's room and fed him for a bit.  Then I went home.  I had Olivia bring Michael to me at my house  after church.  When at home I started getting out all of the 12 month clothes that I have saved from Michael. Aiden cannot wear any 6 month clothes any more because he is too long, and the nine month clothes are a bit tight, unless they run a bit big.  But the 12 month clothes seem more comfortable for him.  So.... I have a 20 pound 5 month old wearing 12 month old clothing.  And I was worried that I wouldn't be able to use any of Michael's old clothes because they were born in different seasons.  Aiden has made uo for that by growing extra fast.  CRAZY!  I also found a big box with a bunch of cool baby toys that I didn't know I still had.  So while I was finishing that in the garage, Michael was going to the restroom.  I had already come in once to put all of the clothes in the wash, and checked on him then.  He was wiping himself.  Ok, so I went back into the garage figuring he would follow me to see what I was doing.  All of a sudden I hear him calling for me. "Mommy, mommy."  I yell at him from the garage to come and talk to me if he wants to tell me something.  So he walks in with only his shirt on and has a very sad face on and tells me, " I'm so sorry mom, I am so sad that I did that."  I stop what I am doing and look at him.  "Did what?"  " I'm just so ssad, the potty, and water, ..."  I quickly walk into the very quickly flooding restroom.  up over the top of my feet flooding.  It had only been 2 minuites since I walked into the garage!  I grabbed a few towels, got my phone and called my dad to figure out how to shut the water off at the toilet.   Once I got that shut off, I tried to grab some more towels and sop up a bit of the mess.  I told Michael to go to his room, and then I joined him in there after a few minutes.  I asked him if he put anything in the potty, as he had tragically flushed a small ducky down the potty a few months ago.  He said "no, nothing."  I went back in to survey the scene.  I looked at his box of flushable wipes.  They were half gone.  Not so flushable when used 20 or more at a time.  I finally got him to tell me that he had unrolled toilet paper into the potty as well.  After that Randi came to the rescue with her Ocean Blue vacum thing and sucked up th remaining water off of the floor.  I threw all of the soaking towels out onto the back porch and still haven't washed them.  That will be tomorrow's chore.  I was supposed to be over at my mom's house to eat cook out stuff, and was about to head over there after the baby woke up, but then happened.  By the time I got over there everyting was cooked and laying out.  I grabbed some food and ate it all up.  The poor cowboys game started at 3, and so I went to lay back with the baby in my parents room about that time.  I nursed him and then played with him, and then ended up nursing him to sleep about 4:30.  My parents took Michael to church for me because I took a nice long nap with Aiden.  YAY!  That felt nice.  They brought Michael home after church and my dad took a look at the potty.  He determined that he would need a plunger and a snake, both which we don't have.  He ended up taking mom home and coming back to fix the potty.  Thanks dad!!!  Michael went to sleep within 5 minutes of me putting him to bed.  Aiden I had to nurse to sleep.  But all of my night time duties are over until Aiden wakes up to eat, so I need to go to sleep before I eat anything else.

Michael is funny though.  Everytime I tell Aiden firmly not to bite, Michael come running over telling him not to bite because it is not nice.  Now he just yells it from across the room.  One time he came up and gave Aiden a long speech of things not to do.  He said, "We do not bite, and we do not hit, and we do not yell, and because those things are not nice and we need to obey, you need to obey.  No biting!"  It was cute.

Just some silly pics for fun.  Didn't take any today.