And, the Poop Saga continues....

So, my friend Andrea loves all my poop stories. She's convinced that poop has fatally been stalking me since the day I was rollerblading and was pooped on by a bird. Obviously a sign from above -- literally. Anyway, today started out the way it always does with Maddox....woke up with a poopy diaper. The kid is a machine. I'm not sure how he does it but on the nose, EVERY single day, he wakes up with a poopy diaper anywhere between 5:30-6 a.m. Sometimes he blesses us with a 5:15 a.mer. Anyway, I've asked other moms about this and nope, no one has this problem, or had it when they were a newborn. I've asked doctors, pediatricians and a dietician....I've even resorted to trying Fiber One cereal as suggested by someone. Nothing is working. No, I'm not concerned it's a health problem - it's just that he poops and then wakes up for good and well, 5:30 a.m. is too early! Well, this morning started out with a mess. One runny, green, slimy mess - AND it was all over his crib and sheets. Nope, he couldn't even keep it in his diaper. Then, his crying woke up Joey. Joey came in his room as we're changing Maddox and he says, "Mom, is it sour like Davis Jake's poop?" And, I said, "Yes, Joey, it is!" And, he said, "Um, is it creepy? Is it sour? Is it CREEPY mom?" I said, "It's BOTH- creepy AND sour!" And, he goes, "No way! It's creepy AND sour! Gross!" I'm not sure why Davis' poop is so sour but Joey brings it up a lot. I'm assuming someone was changing Davis, made the comment and Joey will not let it die. Now, where did he come up with 'creepy' to describe poop? I'm guessing that might have been an uncle's poop???? Anyway, our poop saga did not end with that - more to come at the end of the day - just you wait, Andrea!

Today I had the boys home -- and I had work ringing off the hook today. I'm on a deadline for a big project and between looking at proofs, working with Greta, getting 19 phone calls regarding changes to this or that or whatever, the morning was spent juggling mommyhood and the career. But, there was about one hour with no calls that I played with Joey. We played 'hide the ball and the other one tries to find it.' It cracked me up. Joey had several versions of this game. He would hide the balls, I would just begin to look, he'd run over to where he hid it (like, let's say under a pillow) and then put his hands by the pillow and say, "Ah ha, mom! Ah ha!" Clearly, wanting me to find it. Here's another version of his game: He tells you where to hide his balls and then he closes his eyes and pretends like he doesn't know where he told you to hide it, then he does this thing where he pretends like he's looking for it and doesn't know where it is, and then another "Ah ha" moment! He'll find it and act like he was so smart to discover that secret hidden place. Very humorous. But, I had a fun time playing with him. Maddox slept for over 3 hours this morning so that was nice for Joey and I.

Here's a funny story about Joey:

We were at the store the other day and a lady came up to him and said, "Hi, are you going the pool today - it sure is hot." And, Joey hung his head and said, "No, we aren't." And, she said, "Well, why not?" And, he said, "Because my mommy doesn't have any money" and hung his head in shame and put his lip out. The lady looked at me and said, "Wow, starting him pretty young with that lesson, aren't you?" And, the truth is- I say that a lot to him when we go places, "We can't afford that" or "We don't have money for that" and I guess he chose this moment to share all he has learned....but, I'll tell you this much- if that boy ever finds himself on the street, I won't worry about him. Who can say no to such an adorable face like his???

Here's a funny story my mom told me about Joey and Maya's conversation with eachother:

Joey farts (again - typical)

Joey laughed and said, "I farted!"

Maya said, "Um, Joey, did you mean 'tooted'? Because we don't say 'fart' in our house"

Joey said, "Um, nope, I meant fart."

Maya, "Oh, okay"

And, they continued on.....

Sibling rivalry has officially begun. The battle of the brothers. Only the strong survive. But, the good news is: the playing with each other has also started. I'm finally seeing them play WITH each other now which is very cute. Rolling the ball to each other or fighting men with each other or even wrestling each other. Maddox is now old enough where you can't do the ol' switcharoo anymore - you can't take away a toy, give it to Joey and give him a new one. He's SO over that. He's on to us - he knows when he's been messed with. So, Maddox is getting smarter and Joey is just being an older brother. The other night Joey started something with him and I was about to jump in and Joe said, "Let them work it out. Maddox will be fine." I've got to admit- it was painful for me to 'let them work it out'. I thought, "Someday you'll say that and the two of them will use their fists to 'work it out'." But, I decided that Joe- being a male and an older brother - would be more of an expert on this subject. They did work it out and it was fine. I just hope they love each other more than they fight each other.....for now, it's obvious they do. Fighting is very minimal and just starting. Let's hope they stay that way!

Okay, to end the day with a poop story. We went to hitting practice with Joe tonight. The boys like it and it's nice to be outside. Joe insisted on taking Remsy even though I didn't want to (pertinent to the story). So, we get there and I play with the boys and then take Maddox in the stroller. Apparently, Remsy had pooped (and since we are now known for leaving poop wherever we go....), I had strolled through it and didn't know it. So, I was packing up the stroller and I was like, "What the heck is that smell?" I look at my shoes and don't see anything so I just continue on. Well, there I see it- poop all over the stroller wheels. So, I get the baby wipes out, wipe all the poop off the stroller wheels and start putting it away. I kept smelling it still and was like, "Where is that poop at?" Then, I see I have it ALL over my hands- had no idea how that got there. Then, I see it's on my pants, on my shirt, everything and we're out of wipes. Apparently, before I knew the poop was there, I had folded up the stroller and you have to lean this stroller against your chest to fold it up - and it had gotten everywhere. I smelled like - um, well, like crap obviously. So, I was mad at the dog and mad at Joe for bringing the dog and more mad at Joe laughing all the way home. I got home and took a shower and called it quits for the night! Ahhh!

Lastly, here are some photos from my cousin's wedding we went to in Lake City last weekend. It was fun hanging out with my siblings and seeing all of my cousins! Good times....