Yesterday while visiting at the Bunting's, Ed went and stuck his hands/arms up Uncle Karl's diesel truck's exhaust pipe. It wasn't hot, but WAS very, very dirty. Jocelyn came up right behind me and took Jessie, and said something like "Oh, Karrie." I take him into the house, strip off his favorite, favorite shirt (pictured above) and as I'm lathering him up with dish soap, he looks at me, smiles, and begins singing "I am a child of God, lead me, guide me, walk beside me." He went back outside, shirtless, and stuck his arms up the pipe AGAIN. This time I told him there was a big hairy spider up that pipe that will bite his hands if he puts them in there. He just looked at his hands and said, "But, but- I wub my hands!"
I made it to the temple on Friday night. Will managed to throw up the two bowls of macaroni and cheese on Kacy on the way down. I had Jocelyn go with me, and it was fun. It was nice to be able to talk without kids interrupting. Good thing she has four boys- she was a good sport about the puke smell in the car. We got back to Bako around 12:30, where I stayed at Ryan's parents' house. (And off topic- I apologize for the possessive apostrophe misuse. I'm pretty sure it's wrong. And my use of parenthesis... atrocious, I know.) I was kind of dreading staying the night because I just do not sleep well in other places. I tossed. I turned. I sighed. I kept reminding myself that I didn't sleep much the night prior because of the wind, and I should be asleep! Asleep I say! But I had a problem. Her name is Kacy, and I will never sleep in the same bed as her again. She poked. She kicked. She kept touching me- and then she peed on me. I'm pretty sure I was asleep when she did it, because it took me a full five minutes to figure out why my shirt was wet. I felt my own pajama pants (you never know...), thought I might have been sweating profusely (it could happen), and then I felt the sheets. That girl has not wet the bed since I don't know when- maybe never. Seriously. I got a towel and laid it down on the bed and slept on it until 7am, when everyone was up and making pancakes. The breakfast was great.
We came home ASAP, where Jessie ran a really high fever and slept most of the day, I was as grumpy as I could be, half our window order came in (pictures soon), and Ryan just left me alone because he knew. I took a two hour nap, and amazingly enough, the kids took a three hour nap. the three hours isn't amazing, but the fact that they fell asleep so fast was.
Today we went to Ridgecrest to turn in a materials list for a lumber bid. I let the kids play at McDonald's for about an hour- they loved it, and they were all really good! Jessie was really happy to just sit on my lap and watch and point. It was- dare I say- a happy, enjoyable, RELAXING experience! No one got stuck up in the tallest tower like last year, where a very claustrophobic mommy had to do lots of deep breathing/visualization to get her third born out of the play place. Augh, makes me uncomfortable even thinking about it.