A quiet day at home

As a mother, I think I pride myself on having a strong stomach. I don’t let a lot of things gross me out. But occasionally there’s a day that just gets to me. When we have a day in which we don’t need to go anywhere, I always have these grandiose delusions that I will be able to get things done. That’s before I remember that it’s really a bad idea to take my eyes off the children.

I was attempting to fix an early lunch for the kids when Georgia comes in wrapped in a bath towel – a wet bath towel. I didn’t know where she had come from, but there was a trail of water behind her. Hmmm, I thought. That’s not good. I took the towel away from her, and went to go get her some dry clothes since she was soaked from head to toe.

When I turned to pick her up, she had vanished again. I went to look for her, and found her at the source of all the water – the toilet. I think she had soaked up as much toilet water as she could with the towel and rung it out all over the bathroom floor. She was now playing in it.

Oh, but it gets worse. Eli had used the bathroom and had not flushed the toilet. So, not only was Georgia and the bathroom soaked in toilet water. It was dirty toilet water. Dude! That was so disgusting.

I immediately flushed the toilet, and got more towels to mop up the floor. I got Georgia into clean dry clothes, washed my hands and went back to fixing lunch. I was attempting to watch Days of Our Lives while I was making mac & cheese, so I stuck the kids in my bedroom and turned on Noggin to keep them occupied. Just as I was finishing up, here comes Georgia, covered in a dish towel this time, again soaking wet.

Crap! Can’t this child stay out of water. I immediately ran to the bathroom. The toilet lid was down. I ran to the master bath – the toilet lid was down. Unfortunately, I did notice at this time that my bed was wet. Not surprising, since Georgia was soaked from head to toe, and had left her little wet butt print right on my pillow.

I looked around the house until I saw the water source this time – the cat bowl. Georgia had soaked every ounce of water out of the cat bowl with the tea towel and again wrapped it around herself. At least she chose clean water this time.

I stripped her down, and changed her clothes. Again. And then I changed the bed sheets. In the meantime, Georgia had located a few of the M&M’s from yesterday. I sat down to take a breather, and Georgia jumped up on my lap to share her new treasure. She chewed up the M&M’s, spit them out in her hand and began shoving them in my mouth.

Considering those little hands had recently been in the toilet, I thought I was going to toss my cookies. I do believe it’s the first time that M&M’s almost made me sick.