we were outside painting (Ev) and swinging (Nora) when the ice cream truck passes. these are year round here, and ev always gets excited to hear them, though we have never bought any ice cream from them. so, I thought we could have some ice cream.
as I'm preparing it, Ev doesn't make it to the toilet and Nora fills her diaper, and her cloth swing. ugh. at this point, im not going to keep from giving her the ice cream cone though we usually dont reward wetting herself. reminds me that i suggested she go to the potty moments earlier, but her big three year old self didn't think she needed to.
so anyway, on to cleaning up one mess, to another, to another-what was i thinking putting a clean outfit on Ev and handing her a dripping cone!!! hahahah. oh motherhood.
honestly though, I am so tempted to be bitter at my family when they make messes. Lord-you gotta help me! i know they're only babes, and i know i make lots of messes that you have to clean up too. you don't expect me to be perfect when i am unable to be, and i can't expect them to be either.
phew. deep breaths!
