It's always an adventure...

I got to meet my new baby cousin, Brooke {she's precious and so tiny!}, and left Jack with Kaylene.  He had a blast and barely wanted to come back with me.  We went straight from there to have lunch with Ned.  I noticed as I was putting him in the car seat that his diaper was starting to leak, but since he was already buckled in, I decided I would just change him when I got to the hospital.  Jack fell asleep on the way, and apparently dumped the entire contents of his bladder during the trip, because when got there, his shorts were soaked.  I got him out to change him, only to discover that his diapers were back in Payson with Kaylene still.  We grabbed Ned and headed to the nearest grocery store for diapers and went to lunch (Jack's shorts are still wet). 

As soon as I got home, I dumped the car seat in the washer and the baby in the bath.  I left Jack in the bath and went to grab a fresh towel for him my bedroom.  [I NEVER do this.  I know it's dangerous, but my bedroom is adjacent to the bathroom and the door was open.]  I come back in not even a minute later, and Jack says, "Ca-ca, Mommy!"  Yep, there it is floating in the corner of the tub.  Disgusting.  I have to get it out, drain the tub, and then re-bathe my baby.  EW!

On the plus side, Jack got what he's always begging for- 3 baths in one day!

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Apparently I posted too soon- the day wasn't over!  After being bathed and diapered, we settled into the living room.  Jack was playing with toys;  I was working on a silhouette of him (which I'm very excited about- it's so cute!).  I got up to answer my phone {Ned, on his way home from work}, I turned around and Jack is painting our couch with black acrylic paint.  I grabbed the closest thing-a wet wipe- to do some damage control, and looked back and he has the black paint all over the carpet.  So I just picked him up and took with me to get the carpet cleaner.  I spray it and turn my attention back to the couch.  Two seconds later Jack is covered up to his armpits in foaming carpet cleaner.  Plus I realized I had paint on my foot and I was tracking it.  About this time Ned got home, and I just handed Jack to him to take care of, so I could clean up the mess.  Jack promptly peed all over him in his work clothes.  What a day!  He was one step ahead of me all day, and I just couldn't keep up.  It's a good thing he's so sweet- as he was heading out the door with Ned tonight he said, "Love you, Mama!"