My First Time Alone

Here is an updated picture of our handsome man. Believe it or not this is how he looks most of the time, asleep. This is a drastic difference from Amelia who fights sleep to this day. Yesterday Glen left me alone for the first time with two kids. He went to the grocery store and wal-mart. He was only gone 2 hours but it felt so much longer. Amelia was good at first. She wanted to hold him and sing him songs at the top of her lungs, seriously loud! She really can't understand the whole sleeping thing or the fact that he could care less about a pacifier. Anyways, it was time to change his diaper and she wanted to do it so I told her she could help. I laid everything I needed out so she could hand it to me as I asked for it. We have to act fast with Houston because he enjoys peeing on everything, the kid is like a sprinkler system. Everything went smoothly at first, I asked for a wipe, she gave me a wipe. I asked for the butt paste, she gave me the butt paste. I asked for the diaper, she said NO! Then she ran around the coffee table, me sitting there holding his legs in the air and his bottom covered in butt paste. I begged and threatened and finnaly she gave me the diaper, but it was too late. I was covered in a large amount of yellow poo. All over my white shirt, robe and pants. I was pretty mad and told her to sit in timeout while I cleaned up. I put a towel over the family jewels, there were no diapers where I was sitting, and ran to the sink to wash the bulk of the poo off and spray my white shirt hoping it wouldn't stain. Then I noticed Amelia was not in time out anymore so I told her to get back and don't move. She obeyed but neglected to tell me she needed to pee which she did all over the floor. So there I was with no clothes removeing the cloths of my 2 year old and hurrying back to Houston who has now peed on himself as well. Hopefully this is not a precurser to the next several months!