Hour 27 12:00-1:00 PM

So some details of the previous hour:

I thought I smelled Max on the way to pick up Jake an hour ago, but put him in the van anyway.  With the fans all on full blast I figured I could let him finish his business.  It gets annoying changing so many mini-poops.  Everyone was being good on the road so I kept them in the van and drove them to the Greensboro taco bell to kill some time.  Didn’t get anything for Jake since he said he had 6 donuts for breakfast and wasn’t that hungry.  I can't believe any parent would feed a kid junk-food like that.  I think their family’s last name is Kettle.

Anyway back to this hour.  Finished eating with the kids and got started on preparing them for naptime. Changed max.  He is stronger now with his cookie crisp & nachos combination – kinda like Popeye and spinach.  Was a serious battle royale.

Took Brooke into her room and she had to go sit on the pee pee toilet.  I was straightening up her bed when I heard water trickling.  I ran in to yell “Good girl Brooke!”.  She was pretty proud of herself.   Then I asked her to be “all done pee pee” and told her it was time to flush.  She grabbed the handle and pulled it down one millimeter and I heard the same trickling sounds in the back of the tank.  That's when I knew I'd been hoodwinked. 

After pulling the booger off the seat she decided to try to collect the 9 shoes scattered around the bathroom floor. She may have been pants-less and outmatched but she was not going to give in until she solved the conundrum of carrying 9 shoes at a time...I stepped in to accelerate this process  grabbing a basket to keep things moving.

Alright - Babies Down by 12:25

Babysitter arrives in 5.

Start with Luke’s hair and ask Jake to get started clearing the table from lunch.  I saw him snarfing the leftovers – I guess 6 donuts wasn’t enough after all.  We spent 10 minutes looking for Luke’s jersey and shorts earlier but they are both completely ready 5 minutes after the sitter arrives.  Outta HERE!!

On the way to Jake’s game, Luke is sitting in the backseat and says – uh oh!

He tells me he has a hole in his shorts, and I turn around to assess the size of this hole and I instead get a Britney-esque tabloid shot of his underpants.  Great.  Drop Jake off for his game and return home for round two of looking for Luke’s shorts.

Make it back to the game just in time…