The days are so full and passing so quickly that I honestly had to pull up the pictures on my iPhone just to remember what is happening. Here’s what I found today:
Finn is at the in-between stage where he will still sit around in a swing or a bouncy seat, but he’s also beginning to need a bit more stimulation. So there are now no less than seven baby implements wandering around the downstairs for his entertainment.
I pulled out the exersaucer and while Finn finds it a bit overwhelming still, the rest of my kids think its a fantastic toy… and it plays music. As if we need any more noise in this house. I spend on average 97 minutes a day reminding the taller kids “The exersaucer is NOT FOR YOU.”
Sam’s obsession with acquiring money to acquire Stuff continues. If he finds something he simply must have, he finds odd jobs around the house to perform until he can buy it. His latest entrepreneurial brain wave came when he offered to kill the flies that come in the house from the millions of times the kids leave the doors open.
His fly-murdering ways earned him this snorkel set. Or, as he calls it, his “snort-hole mask.”
I had to make him quit wearing the flippers in the house before he killed himself. Or me.
I posed Mira for this picture for an article I’m writing, but it reminded me of an “incident” from yesterday. She pooped in her diaper and removed it during nap time. I pulled her out of her bed and went into the bathroom only to discover that NONE of the lightbulbs in the kids’ bathroom work and nobody had mentioned it to the grown-ups. So I had to remove the poop from Mira in the dark.
Mira got a poorly lit shower, we soaked the bathroom, and I got drenched. Ten minutes later, she was dressed, I wiped her bed down, and we went on with life.
It reminded me of all the times the twins played in their poop while they were potty training and how many showers (albeit ones with lights) they endured. Funny, it used to make me crazy. And while I don’t really enjoy the poop now, Mira’s incident was barely a blip on my radar.
I’m not bragging about it. I say that to encourage all of us with the thought that some day, whether it’s because our kids grow up or because we have so many we get desensitized, but ONE DAY, all of the poop our people produce will not concern us.
That’s something to hold on for.
What story is your phone telling YOU this week?
oh, that pic of Mira makes my heart swell! we love Prayer For A Child around here, too. and I love the poop story & your thoughts on it. xoxo
My phone does not tell stories. I have a basic “call and text” phone.
However, I remember the “Baby Olympics” well where you go from one “baby bum holder” to the next every 12 minutes.
LOL. Yes. I’m clinging to the promise that some day poop will just be a word, and not an actual entity in my life. The kids want a dog now. I told them that once Peabody is fully trained, it’s going to be a very long time before I willingly invite more poop-cleaning into my home. I’m going to be done with poop for a while. Love these pics. EVERYONE IS GETTING SO BIG. Shut UP!
My tinies called the baby’s exersaucer “The Applesaucer” – I never corrected them because it was so damn cute. Love the snorkel picture.
Loved the story!
Something my pastor’s wife (mom of 9!) recommends for when the babies learn to take off their diaper, is to put it on backwards. They can’t reach the tabs behind their back, and the poop stays in place. Mostly.
My iphone reminds me that I am on vacation in Florida with my family. Though I’m not blogging while I’m here, i am still keeping up with those I enjoy. I remember those days of poop and chaos like they were yesterday. Blink and they are gone!
Oh that pic of Mira – when did she get so BIG??? Oh my word.
My phone tells me that River turned 8 months old and I married an awesome guy 14 yrs ago this week.
Yeah, about that poop thing…I’m only at 5 kids so that must be what happens after 6. I still gag with the poop diapers. That and a little thing called being 40 and infertility is what’s holding me back from daring to go to 6 or 7 kids…because I finally have a vehicle that seats 9 (and never a reliable babysitter ) so lets just go for it!