Yuck

Adam fell asleep before dinner tonight. He hasn't been feeling well today. Then he woke up crying. He had explosive dierrhea all over in his bed. So I cleaned him up, started laundry, and disinfected myself.

I was sitting comatose in front of who-knows-what on tv, mentally counting down minutes till I could put the other two in bed when Luke came bounding up the stairs. For a kid who sleeps so little, he has AMAZING energy. He jumps all the time - like Tigger. Anway, he came jumping over to show me something in his little hand. It was poop. He had a poopy diaper and decided to put his hand in it??? Who does that?? He is three years old! Needless to say I was furious, disgusted and just plain feeling sorry for myself.

So I'm in the middle of cleaning up Luke's fun mess when Cameron comes over to show me this fun little box she's found. A box of Decon (rat/mouse poison). She's got a handfull of the little green pellets, just playing with them. Who are these kids??? Where is their mother and why can't she keep them out of these messes???

I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried. I am so worn out tonight. And it's going to be a long night with the diarrhea. I'm sure all of them will have it. Fun fun fun fun fun.