I would like to start this post with an excerpt from an email I sent to a friend of mine last night:
Hope everyone at your house is well. All of my children are sniffling. We have 3 humidifiers going tonight. Anna coughed so hard she threw up on herself and I had to drag her out of bed to give her a bath and wash the sheets. Ben got up because he heard the ruckus and Emily started crying. Then I accidentally bonked Anna's head on the floor when I was laying her down to change her diaper. She started crying (more) and wanted her blanket. Guess where that was? In the WASHING MACHINE because it had throw up on it. I just hurriedly put her in the baby bathtub to change the scenery, but it was resting on a toy that was in the big tub, which caused it to shift and crash. Soooooo, this caused her to cry so hard she pooped in the bathwater. Good times. Brad was at Wal-Mart during all this. Buying extra humidifiers. Ha!
My children have been battling colds for the past week or two, on and off. They keep passing it around, and then it will go underground for a day before coming back with reinforcements. I've been to the Dr, and they are immensely UN-helpful, reminding us that they do not recommend giving children cough syrup now-a-days, and besides, all the over the counter stuff has been pulled off the shelves because of a recall. We have been using copious amounts of Vicks on Ben and Anna. For Emily, I use copious amounts of Vicks on myself and then just hold her elevated all night.
This is how we arrive at poop in the drain. Somehow, drainage causes my children to have diarrhea. This has caused a diaper rash on Anna (which we are treating) and social inconveniences for Ben. Today he didn't quite make it to the bathroom. During the changing process, I was a bit hurried. I use one of those plastic nap mats for a changing pad, so when I removed the poopy underwear, I left Ben on the mat and quickly stepped into the bathroom to toss the underwear in the sink. Not quickly enough, I suppose, because he was already making poopy bottom butterfly prints on the mat by the time I got back. Anyhow, when I returned to the sink to deal with the soiled underwear, I found that a good chunk of poop had slid out of the underwear and into the drain hole. The drain was completely open, since the plug had stopped functioning correctly years ago and we just took it out. So. I tryed to rinse away the poop. It was soft, I figured. Instead, I just suceeded in washing it it further down the drain, where it has decided to reside. I suppose eventually it will rinse away. I can see it easily from above. It is right on top of a toothbrush we lost a few months ago. Given the water restrictions right now, it will probably take a criminal amount of water to get rid of that stuff. Maybe I should invest in some Draino.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
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Oh gracious, Annie Beth. Gracious. This post sounds like a modern episode from Anne of Green Gables. :P
God bless! I mean it!
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