Fun Night

Well, tonight we are having a fun night of a different sort. First, I went to rearrange some stuff in the fridge and realized that the pork roast I had taken out to defrost dripped pork juice all over the grapes below and all over the several shelves below. Barf. Mike, God bless him, offered to and is as I type cleaning the entire refrigerator from top to bottom (we are talking taking the shelves and drawers out one by one and scrubbing them, along with the walls — in his single days, Mike would have hired someone else to do such a job, or better yet, just replaced the refrigerator, rather than voluntarily take on that kind of a clean up!). Not a small job.

So then I attempt to give both kids a bath at once, while Mike continues work on the fridge. Turns out the baby bathtub does not really fit on the guest bathroom sink, and while it seemed steady enough before there was water and a baby in there, it spilled water everywhere the second I tried to put Nate in. So now I am holding a soaking wet and screaming Nate as I try to mop up the floor. Throughout this disaster, Alex keeps saying “poop mommy” but when I say “do you need to go poop on the potty” he says no. After a few minutes of this discussion, as I an still holding a screaming baby, Alex indeed poops — in the tub (note to self: next time, out of the tub and onto the potty at the first mention of poop!).

So then Mike comes in and pulls Alex out of the tub, dons rubber gloves, and removes the solid waste from the tub while I dress and nurse Nate in the next room. After a man-to-man talk with Alex about where poop is and is not appropriate (during which Alex is exhorted to repeat until it hopefully sinks in, “No poop in tub. Yes poop in potty”), Mike finishes cleaning Alex up and diapers him before handing him back off to me for PJs and stories so he can go back to cleaning the refrigerator. Both of which I manage to do while nursing Nate.

Finally, Nate is sleeping in his bassinet and Alex is supposedly trying to go to sleep, though I have been sitting here in the dark for much longer than usual, almost 20 minutes. And have in fact traded out the computer for Nate, nursed him down again, and got the computer again. The sleep fairy is just not visiting our house tonight, it seems.

Ah, what fun.