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It Has to Get Better

April 17, 2013 By Jamie Roubinek 18 Comments

I told my friend the other day that it feels like I’m getting my butt kicked everyday, all day long.

It’s the truth.

I used to be able to get the boys entertained with something they could do on their own, while I did a little work of my own, whether it be housework or computer work. I can’t do that anymore. Now, if they are not totally engaged in something, they are jumping off of the end tables showing their swan dive form on to the couch cushions. That’s just one of many things they do that makes me want to pull my hair out.

Let’s see, there’s also Riverson’s toothbrush obsession. We have to hide our toothbrushes from him because he will walk around with them in his mouth. And how can I forget the toothpaste. It’s all gone and I think it’s because he ate it all. Gross, I know.

It’s a problem we have in our house. It’s also a problem I never DREAMED we’d have. It’s a problem because he will take our toothbrushes when he finds them and then we find them in random places, or sometimes not at all.

I don’t know what the obsession with the toothbrushes is, but it’s wearing me out. It doesn’t matter how many times I have to get on to him about it, he just KEEPS ON going back to get what ever toothbrush he can find. And, he even hunts for them until he can find them. It’s so crazy!

As if the toothbrush obsession wasn’t enough, we also have an obsession with water.

I constantly find Riverson playing in the toilet because he just wants to splash all. of. the. time!

He’s attracted to every body of water he sees, just to splash.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to pull him out of the bathtub because he would not listen when I said, “No more splashing.” We’re usually lucky to get out of the bathroom without slipping on the slick, covered with water, tile floor.

I know one day I will look back on this time lovingly (I think), but I’m in a tough spot right now and I can’t wait to get out of it.

I’m constantly asking myself, “Will they ever settle down?” “Will he ever listen to me when I say ‘no more’?” It has to get better. It has to.

Filed Under: Boys, Parenting, Riverson

Wordless Wednesday: 2 Year Old Attachments

April 2, 2013 By Jamie Roubinek 6 Comments

This is one of my favorite pictures of Riverson right now. It shows a part of him rarely seen in pictures.

He’s so attached to his blanket and pacifier, both lovingly referred to as “blankie” and “nigh nigh.”

“Nigh nigh” came from Langston. His pacifier was always needed when it was time to go night night and it didn’t take any time at all for him to name his pacifier “nigh nigh.”

I know Riverson’s tired when he insists on having his “blankie” and “nigh nigh” in his possession, no matter where we are.

Seeing this picture shows me his sweet side. Most of the time he’s silly, rough, and tumbly, but this sweet side makes me want to sweep him up and cuddle him.

Linking up this almost wordless Wednesday post here.

Filed Under: Boys, Riverson

This Two Year Old Makes Me Crazy

February 17, 2013 By Jamie Roubinek 6 Comments

Riverson is two years old and luckily my first thoughts about him are how much he loves his mommy, how sweet, funny, and fun loving he can be.

It’s a good thing, too, because man that kid knows how to make me crazy.

Two Year Old Grabby Hands

Wednesday morning, we were scheduled to host some of our playgroup friends at our house for a little Valentine’s Day party. I needed to get a couple of things from the store, so I loaded my littles up and made a stop at the bank to get some cash out before heading to the store.

I got $30 out thinking I would spend $20 at the store, and then have $10 left to run by Starbucks and grab a coffee for me and some chocolate milks for the boys, which I promised them they could have after we went to the store.

The boys love to ride in the carts that have the cozy coupe car attached to the front. They’re always so good in there, so I didn’t buckle them up. {Big mistake.}

When I got to the checkout, my total came to $23. I thought that would still leave me plenty to get what I had planned to buy at Starbucks so I went ahead and did it.

As I turned around to get the boys, I found Riverson out of the car and over by the candy, tearing in to a candy bar, which I had to go back and buy!

That left me $5 and I went ahead and went to Starbucks thinking I could get their milks and a very small coffee. Nope. Itty bitty chocolate milk in a box is expensive!!

No coffee for me.

{Looking back, I wish I had just got my coffee and told the boys there were no chocolate milks, or something along those lines. Dumb.}

Territorial Two Year Old

When our friends arrived, Riverson took it upon himself to make it his mission to keep everyone off of the scooters that were rolling around the house.

He also found it necessary to make sure no other kids played with any toys.

Who was this kid?!?!

He pushed other kids, he yelled at them, took toys from them, and he flat out embarrassed me. You know when you look at your kid after he/she’s done something and think, “What the heck is wrong with you?? I do not raise you that way!” Yes, that was me that morning.

Two Year Old Mischief

After nap time, the boys were following me upstairs so I could do some cleaning — or so I thought.

Langston followed right behind me chatting away and two minutes after we were up there, I realized his brother was not behind him.

Where did I find him?

In the back yard throwing dog poop in to the pool! DOG POOP!

Fortunately, there’s no risk of him being close to the water since we have a gate that separates the back yard from the pool, which he can not open, but STILL!

So disgusting.

Two Year Old With an Accomplice

This is just double trouble.

Sometimes when Langston and Riverson are together, that’s how I feel.

On Thursday, I took the boys outside to play while I hung out with Brantley on the porch.

A neighbor stopped by so I walked out to the edge of the sidewalk to chat with her.

I had my back to the boys, but they were busy playing by the porch.

The next thing I heard was a car door open. I whipped my head around to find Langston standing next to our neighbor’s car, parked on the street, with the driver door open. Riverson was no where to be found.

I ran to the car as fast as I could hoping I could shut the door and get him away as fast as I could. When I got there, I found Riverson in the passenger seat cracking up hysterically.

And was he willing to come out when I asked him to? Of course not.

I had to walk around the car and open the passenger door to get him out.

Thank goodness our neighbor had no idea, but after that, play time was OVER!

Fortunately, I can laugh about most of these events these babies put me through, but there are days they can flat out run. me. over.

Oh, and if I haven’t shown you enough of this kid’s personality, let me show you what he thinks when his chocolate chip cookie breaks in half.

Yes, this was all over a chocolate chip cookie he was so excited to be eating.

Oh, and I can’t forget how he went back to the bathtub that night after I had pulled him out and put his diaper on. Because his brother and sister were still in there, he thought he should be too. He sat right down in that water, wearing his fresh DRY diaper. Oh man, that kid.

What about you?? I’d love to hear some of the crazy things your two year old put you through?? {You know, so I can feel better and all.}

Filed Under: Boys, Parenting, Riverson

The Bodyguard

February 11, 2013 By Jamie Roubinek 5 Comments

Riverson has never known life without a sibling. Langston was only 16 months old when Riverson was born and I bet, by now, he probably doesn’t even remember what his life was like without him.

They’ve been brothers for 2 years and 3 months, but I think they’ve been best friends for at least a year now. Some days they have a love/hate relationship, when they are whacking each other on the head or body, and some days they just want to play together all. day. long.

On Thursdays, Langston goes to school from 9 to noon and Riverson is home with Brantley and me. By 9:15 on most Thursdays, Riverson is already saying, “Mommy, you go get Langston?” This continues for the remainder of our three hours without Langston.

He misses him. He doesn’t know life without him.

At one of Langston’s soccer games this past fall, Jeff and I were watching them play together about 20 yards away from us. They were playing around a soccer goal on a neighboring field. A friend of Langston’s from his team came running over to the two of them saying, “Langston! Langston!”

Riverson jumped up, took two steps in front of Langston and put his hand up in the air saying, “No! No!” I’m not really sure what it meant, but Jeff is convinced it was his way of protecting Langston. It was like he was a little bodyguard.

Langston’s little friend made it over there without Riverson actually stopping him, but you could see the hesitation in Riverson’s face the whole time. Maybe it was jealousy. Who knows.

This weekend, I started to think maybe Jeff was right about that whole incident.

I took the kids to play at the mall play area and although the play area wasn’t packed, there were several kids playing there.

I took the boys’ shoes off, set them free to play, and settled in to a corner seat with Brantley on the floor in her car seat.

A few minutes later, a little girl not much younger than Riverson wandered up to me, after she had seen Brantley. She had an adorable smile on her face and kept creeping closer and closer to Brantley saying, “Baby. Baby.”

I smiled and nodded at her, hoping I wouldn’t have to tell her not to touch the baby. Thanks (I think) to Riverson, I didn’t have to.

He came rushing over and jumped between that little girl and his baby sister. He grabbed the handle on Brantley’s car seat, sat right down next to her and looked at the little girl, saying, “No. No.” He even put his hand up on the little girl, which I had to correct him for, and said, “My Brantley!”

He turned around, while still holding on to the car seat handle and put his head on his baby sister, making sure that little girl saw him. The little girl slowly walked off and he ran off to play, like his bodyguard job was finished.

I think it’s funny that even at just 2 years and 3 months of age, he’s already so incredibly attached to his siblings and fiercely protective.

As long as it doesn’t get out of hand, I think I like this little character trait about him.

Have you ever seen one of your kids be protective like this when it comes to a sibling?

Filed Under: Boys, Riverson Tagged With: siblings

An HSP Update

January 6, 2013 By Jamie Roubinek 10 Comments

Thank you so much for the sweet prayers from all of you after my last post on Riverson’s HSP. I’m really happy to report that he’s doing much better.

How Is He Doing Now?

We’re not totally back to normal, but we’ve come a long way from this.

And this.

It’s not without the help of these.

When I wrote that first post about HSP, I was scared to share a single one of the pictures I’ve taken since this all started. I don’t know why. I guess I just didn’t want people seeing him like that.

That thought changed when someone contacted me after reading my post online and thanked me for sharing pictures because there were not many to be found online. She’s right.

She sent me pictures of what it looks like for her daughter and it definitely looks similar to what we’ve been dealing with. It got me to thinking that as moms, when something is wrong, and we are unsure, we turn to the internet. I know they say it’s bad to google about medical issues, but we all do it. I’ve been researching the internet like crazy trying to learn as much as I can about HSP.

I’m hoping these pictures might help another parent when they, too, start scouring the internet for more HSP information.

What Do I Think Caused This?

When we were in the ER on December 23rd, the doctor asked me if he had been sick within the past two or three weeks with a cold or anything similar. I said “no” but then remembered he DID have a strangely high fever 2 weeks before that lasted less than 24 hours.

After putting some pieces together and with a big help from my mom, who was also avidly researching, we made the connection to a vaccine.

Deep in my heart, I really think this HSP is a response to the chicken pox vaccine (varicella) Riverson got on December 13th.

We noticed his spots pop up on December 22nd and that puts it less than 10 days out from the vaccine. My step-dad’s cancer doctor, who looked at pictures of Riverson, agreed with us and said if there was to be a reaction, it would happen within 7-10 days.

I’m no doctor and have no medical experience. This is just one mom’s guess after doing a lot of research.

I think I would have rather him have the chicken pox than this mess.

We are now a little over 2 weeks from the first sign of HSP popping up on Riverson’s body. This is what he looked like on Friday.

If I could just keep him from itching all of these spots, we’d be in good shape.

Fortunately, the swelling has gone down and he’s returned to his usual silly self.

A neighbor of ours came to the door the other day and saw Riverson. I could tell she was trying to act like it was no big deal, but she kept looking at him, out of concern for him. I had to explain everything we’ve been through so she knew a) she didn’t need to call CPS and b) it wasn’t contagious.

And that’s probably not the last time I’ll have to explain things to a stranger. I’m still debating on whether he will go to school on Tuesday or not. If so, he will be completely covered up.

To sum it all up, this has been a pretty awful experience and our family has been through the ringer.

Jeff and I are done. No other child in this family is allowed to get sick.

That is final.

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HSP Has Rocked Our World

December 31, 2012 By Jamie Roubinek 36 Comments

I wanted to take a little break from blogging, mainly because I planned to enjoy time with my family over Christmas. Little did I know I would be spending a lot of Christmas week learning about something I’d never heard of — HSP.

Last Saturday night, which was just a few days before Christmas, Jeff picked up food for us from Rockfish. I had ordered an Ahi Tuna Salad and Riverson had asked for a bite. Of course I gave him one.

As I changed his diaper right before he went to bed, I saw spots on the backs of his legs. It scared both Jeff and me to death and we immediately started thinking about a food allergy, mainly seafood. We gave him some Benadryl and watched him for a little while longer before putting him to bed.

Here is a picture I took with my cell phone of what his spots looked like that evening.

The next morning (Sunday), the spots were still there but there were more. I thought if it had truly been a food allergy, we would have seen the worst of it right after he ate it and then it would gradually get better. This was getting worse as time passed.

When Riverson woke up from his nap, not only were the spots growing in number, but his feet and ankles were swollen. He was crying in pain and we were freaked out!

Jeff called his mom and asked if she could come to our house to be with our other kids while we raced to the ER with Riverson.

The waiting room was full and we expected to be waiting for at least an hour. The nurse who examined him while we were in the waiting room told us his rash didn’t really look like a typical hives rash. That scared me even more.

We were in the waiting room for no more than 10 minutes before we were called back, which tells me they were concerned, too.

Blood and urine tests were run immediately, trying to find the cause of all of this. They put an IV in him in case they needed to give him medicines. I’m sure you can imagine how much he loved that.

I was impressed at how they do IVs for little ones who really can’t leave things like that alone. Overall, I’m just impressed with Children’s Hospital. They really DO know kids and it puts my mind at ease.

His right foot shows how swollen his foot and ankle were.

Riverson’s IV setup

After the results from the tests were back, they decided to discharge us and gave us a diagnosis of HSP. HSP stands for Henoch Schonlein Purpura and these are some of the things I’ve learned about it.

It’s a form of vasculitis or inflammation of the blood vessels.
The blood vessels become leaky, allowing blood to escape to surrounding tissues.
It causes a lumpy bruise looking rash called purpura.
Can cause pain and swelling in joints. {Riverson has had swollen knees and ankles/feet.}
Can affect kidneys or intestines. {Riverson’s bloodwork and urine test show these to be unaffected.}
Is most common in children and especially boys.
The exact cause is not known, but it is an abnormal reaction of the immune system, causing the immune system to attack the blood vessels when it would normally attack foreign objects.
This abnormal reaction could be triggered by bacterial or viral infections, certain medications, recent exposure to certain vaccines, infection by insect bites
It’s NOT contagious.

They told us to watch for blood in his urine or stool and so far, all looks good.

On Wednesday, the day after Christmas, we wanted to get him in to the pediatrician, but the weather around DFW was icy and they kept their office closed for the day.

We were able to get in on Thursday at noon, only to find out he tested positive for strep. Double whammy.

Up until yesterday, Riverson has been in near constant pain. He spent a few days not walking at all because it was too painful. I can’t tell you how many times I have wanted to load him up and go back to the hospital.

Heart breaking.

This picture is from yesterday and his legs, booty, and arms all look like this. He’s even starting to get spots on his face.

Let’s just say there has been a lot of this going on this week.

We have been worried sick about him and hate that he had to spend Christmas in this shape.

Would love your prayers in his recovery. The research I did said his symptoms could last 4-8 weeks.

UPDATE: I’ve posted an Update to Riverson’s HSP you can read, as well.

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Some Days Really ARE Just Organized Chaos

December 4, 2012 By Jamie Roubinek 9 Comments

Some nights, like tonight, I sit back and think back on our day. Tonight, I came to an immediate conclusion that it was really just organized chaos.

This morning, we barely made it out of the door for MOPS. While I was proud that this girl was dressed so cute in her new outfit, we were still late showing up. Some days the clock moves faster than my kids do when it comes to getting ready. Some days that’s just the story of my life.

Brantley is wearing the pants I made her for the first time and showing off her brand new shirt Katie from KatieDid Gifts made her to match the pants. I couldn’t get over all of the cuteness and she had several people to remind her how cute she was.

Until we got home.

I pulled her out of her car seat and realized a diaper blowout would be sending her whole outfit to the laundry room to be soaked in stain remover. Ugh. Again, story of my life.

The boys gave me a little break in the day while they napped, but once they were up, it was game time. I was really just running in circles trying to keep everything together, while actually keeping nothing together.

A tornado went through our house and things were everywhere in the living room.

My neighborhood friend and Mary Kay consultant stopped by to bring me some moisturizer. She came in to the house and was admiring Brantley. While I was writing my check for my new product, she asked me how everything was going with three little ones. We laughed together when I said, “Well, just look at my house.”

The boys had found the big jug of animal crackers I usually keep in the pantry and had brought it in to the living room to eat. Ok, fine. Keep yourselves entertained with a snack for a minute while I chat with our guest.

Less than one minute later, I turned around and Riverson had one foot inside the jug of animal crackers and was standing up, trying to fit his other foot in there.

Yes, that really happened.

Just as my friend was about to leave, I realized I had ordered the wrong product from her. Yes, she actually just wasted her time coming to my house. We made plans for me to get the product I REALLY needed: face wash.

This evening was Hallie’s choir concert and while I didn’t really want to take the kids with me, I knew I needed to be there, since she had asked if I was coming. I hadn’t made arrangements for anyone to watch them, so off we went.

As the choir kids all got on stage and the sanctuary was silent waiting for them to begin, Riverson said, very loudly, “Oh, dere’s Howie!!”

I armed Riverson with my phone to keep him entertained and quiet in the back row of the church. He tried. He did well. But, the concert was just a little too long for him.

An app he was playing on the phone had flashcards of food. Every time something came on the screen he liked, he said the word, showed us the picture, and then licked the screen to show his approval, over and over again.

With just about 10 minutes left in the program, both of the boys hit their breaking point and Jeff was already in the lobby with Brantley, who had started crying. I took them out to relieve Jeff and let them walk around in the lobby.

Y’all, within minutes, Riverson had ripped off his shirt and was running through the lobby.

Without a shirt.

In the church lobby.

I wanted to crawl in a hole, but part of me couldn’t help but laugh as I chased after him. Even the two ladies volunteering from the church were laughing.

One of the ladies even started talking very sweetly to Brantley and said, “There’s just never a dull moment with you two, is there?”

You should have seen the look on her face when I told her these weren’t my only two little ones. My three year had just gone to the restroom. I’m pretty sure she thought I was crazy.

Somehow we made it out of there and home relatively easy.

I just have one reminder from the evening.

Thanks Riverson.

Some days really ARE just organized chaos.

Thankfully, I get a five hour break tomorrow while they are at Mother’s Day Out. I need to regroup.

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Linking up here.

Filed Under: Kids, Parenting, Riverson

Trick or Treat for Halloween 2012

November 1, 2012 By Jamie Roubinek 3 Comments

I’m not sure how it’s already November! The time is flying by! Halloween snuck up on me, just like Riverson’s birthday did. I knew we HAD to trick or treat but I didn’t put a ton of thought in to what they were going to wear.

To be quite honest, there was a time yesterday, when they were being naughty, that I contemplated not even taking them to trick or treat. Jeff gets off work so late now and I knew I was going to have to do everything myself. Three kids under 3 1/2. I wasn’t looking forward to it.

But, I got over my pity party, sucked it up, and went to work trying to make them as cute as possible.

I even made a quick little vlog to link up with MamaKat’s new Vlogging Workshop. I’ve been doing more vlogging lately, like yesterday, and I think it’s fun to find other vlogs people have done.

Here I am introducing you to my cute babies on Halloween night.

I swear my face was not cut off, when talking about Langston’s “sponsors,” BEFORE I put the video on YouTube. Oh well, I always have something to learn about making my videos better.

We met up with several of our neighborhood friends to trick or treat just like we did last year. We love this group and these girls have become great friends of mine!

After all of our picture taking, it was time to hit the sidewalk! Fortunately, we only hit a few houses before Jeff could join us.

checking out his stash

We decided to call it a night and head home once everyone was good and worn out. As I walked in the back door, I got a phone call from Hallie.

The big kids were with their mom for Halloween night but they decided to trick or treat in our neighborhood and she was wanting to stop by with her friends. One of them needed to use the restroom.

The boys were so excited to see her and it was fun to see all of her cute friends dressed up. I actually wish I had a picture of them, but I did snap a quick one of them digging through their candy.

Yeah, they were using pillowcases for their candy!

We had a fun night.

But, I have to be honest. I’m glad we’re past it. It’s stressful!!

Filed Under: Brantley, Friends, Kids, Langston, Riverson, Uncategorized

My Favorite Two Year Old

October 29, 2012 By Jamie Roubinek 1 Comment

I won’t lie to you. Riverson’s birthday snuck up on me. How in the world did that happen? I mean, it’s not like we’re busy potty training, or still getting adjusted with a new baby. Busy or not, time goes on, and we have a two year old in our house now. So hard to believe!

It seems like just yesterday, Jeff was racing me to the hospital, while I sat backwards in the front seat, with my hands on the console and my head on his shoulder. Little did we know we would be meeting this face just 25 minutes later!

I loved meeting that baby, but I love the little boy he has become for several reasons.

He’s a compassionate two year old.

Riverson is a lover, most of the time.

While watching Homeward Bound, which is the current movie playing OVER and OVER in our car DVD player, he cries when the dog gets hit by the porcupine. Really, he cries. Genuinely.

It’s pretty sweet.

Last week, Langston was playing a game on the iPad. He did something right and little brother, Riverson, who was standing right next to him, grabbed him for a hug and said, “Goo job, Wayneston. I so prow you.” {Good job, Langston. I’m so proud of you.}

It pretty much melted my heart.

He’s a chatty two year old.

As I went to pick up Riverson from school last week, he ran out of the room with his arms out, saying “Mommy, MOMMY!” As he ran by, his teacher said, “And there’s our talker.”

She told me they are always impressed with his vocabulary and that he talks much more than the other kids in his class.

Pretty sure I walked out of there with my chest sticking out a little more. So proud.

As much as I love him talking so much, there are times when it drives me crazy. I remember when he was younger and couldn’t form words yet. It didn’t matter to him, he would just make noise just to hear himself.

Now, he repeats the same thing over and over, until someone responds to him.

Sometimes it doesn’t matter even if they DO respond.

Last week, while at our lunch play date with friends, the waiter was cleaning up the table and Riverson told that man “thank you” no less than 10 times. The man said, “You’re welcome,” 10 times, too. I had to say something to Riverson to get him to shift gears to something else. HA!

At least he’s polite, right?

He’s a funny two year old.

He loves to make us laugh and thinks it’s funny to call me by my name. Not “Mommy” but “Jamie.”

It sounds so cute when he says it, so I have a really hard time getting on to him about it. But, when you’re at a pizza restaurant having a sit down buffet dinner, the last thing you want to hear from across the restaurant is “DAY-MEE, DAY-MEE, DAY-MEE.” Yes, he was hollering at me, and smiling about it, while I was up at the buffet getting food for them.

He’s a silly two year old.

Even his run is silly.

He takes about 10 steps to go five feet because he’s got this high knee quick step thing going on. He always runs with his head down and constantly runs in to things.

He wants to be just like his brother!

I don’t think this needs explantion. But, hopefully this is a sign that potty training this two year old will be much easier than it has been with his older brother.

Riverson, you are so fun to play with, cuddle with, and laugh with. I hope you always have the sweet demeanor, but feisty spirit. I can’t wait to see what fun we have together this year as a two year old! As always, I’m so proud to be your mamma!

Filed Under: Boys, Riverson

It’s Not Always What You Think It Is

October 2, 2012 By Jamie Roubinek 3 Comments

Saturday morning, we were enjoying some down time as a family. Since Langston’s soccer game was cancelled {thank goodness!} we were able to spend some time hanging out.

The boys were running around the house and I noticed Langston’s diaper needed to be changed. I took it off of him and thought, “Right after I do ______, I’ll go grab a diaper and put it on him.”

Let me stop there and give a little side note about our pottytraining progress: We have none.

No, seriously, Langston has no desire to use the potty. None.

He can tell me when he needs a diaper on, but after trying to make him use the potty one night, I decided we both needed to come back to it. It wasn’t pretty.

It’s probably my fault more than his. I just don’t have the energy to make it my #1 priority right now. I’m hoping to very very soon, though. I’m tired of changing THREE little people diapers all day long.

Back to my story.

Brantley started crying letting me know she was ready to eat. So what does any mom do when they hear their hungry baby cry? Feed ‘em! And that’s exactly what I did.

A few minutes later, Langston came out of the hallway saying, “Yuck! Ew!”

I remembered he wasn’t wearing a diaper and I panicked.

In our hallway, we have a set of three big cabinets the boys love to crawl in and out of to play.

Lately, I’ve had blankets in there, which has kept them from being able to crawl around in there.

However, when I’m nursing the baby and they are out of my sight, I’ve found they are usually doing something naughty.

So, when I jumped up remembering Langston didn’t have a diaper on, I was scared to death that he pooped somewhere.

As I turned the corner heading down the hallway, Riverson was coming toward me with a bag of wipes saying “Yucky! Yucky, Mommy!” {Oh great.}

Blankets were in a big pile on the floor.

I just knew I was going to dig through those blankets and find a nice surprise.

“Langston, did you poo poo?”

“Um, nope.” {His usual response even when he DID.}

“Langston, where is the poo poo?”

“Um, it’s over there in the door?”

“You pooped on the door?”

“Um, nope.”

By this point, I’m furious. I’m not sure if I’m more mad at myself for letting him go without a diaper while I wasn’t watching him, or mad at him for pooping while playing in the cabinets and in all of these blankets.

I walked out of the hallway and in to the kitchen to get Jeff so he could tend to Brantley.

When I walked back in to the hallway, the smell was gone.

Wait, what?!?

As I walked in to the living room, the smell was back with a vengeance and Langston was playing in his room.

Riverson, however, was playing very quietly in the corner of the living room…..

……wearing a very dirty diaper.

I let Langston have whatever he wanted for the rest of the day.

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I’m co-hosting a Twitter party to talk about making your breakfast better with an at-home latte! Americans love their lattes, and with one serving of fat free milk adding nine essential nutrients but only 80 calories and no fat, lattes love you back. Join us on Thursday, October 4th at 1 pm ET for one hour to chat about how you can get a nutritious and delicious start to your day.

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For more details, and to RSVP, click here! http://www.twtvite.com/lattelove