I Need a Vacation

So after my little bit of fun on Friday morning, the weekend went downhill from there. Sunday was the culmination of every reason that I need a Disney vacation. It started Saturday night.

Reason #328 - after I tucked myself into bed, I heard a kid barfing in the bathroom. Stellar. Josh at least made it to the bathroom, so I invited him to sleep on the couch in our room for the night and rolled over and went back to bed. (I have reached that point this week, people. Don't judge.)

Reason #187 - Micah awakened me at 6 in the AM (aka, waaay too freakin' early), poked me on the shoulder, and lifted his leg to show me the pee dripping out his pants leg. Awesome. I stripped him, put a new diaper on him, and put him into bed with me where he proceeded to toss, turn, and kick me for the next 45 minutes.

Reason #583 - Luke came into my room at 6:45 and announced that there was barf on his bedroom floor. Just perfect. It was from Josh the night before who failed to tell me that I had a mess to clean up. (And after a night of worry and wonder, it turns out that Josh simply ate too much the night before. Thank goodness.)

Reason #49 - A puppy fell into the pond while trying to get a drink. I had to towel him off and blow dry him, wasting the time that I should have spent studying my Sunday School lesson. Spaniels have never been accused of being the brightest dogs around. Fun times.

Reason #212 - After yet our third (and last) Thanksgiving dinner here this weekend, I finally had time to begin packing. We were all converged in my our bedroom when Micah walked into Daddy's closet and closed the door. He came out sans pants, and left a stench behind him. Fun is never ending in this house. I tossed him in the tub while I cleaned poop off the closet floor.

(That would also be reason #76 why the boy needs to potty train.)

Reason #843 - Upon getting himself out of the tub, Micah noticed bubbles on his leg. An entire cup of water poured down over it onto the bath mat took care of that. Dude, we need a video camera following our family daily. Jon and Kate Plus 8 have nothing on us.

Reason #924 - I reached the point of no return with the stress, exhaustion and looming deadline. I randomly grabbed my most fun socks out of my drawer to pack for the trip, not caring whether or not any of them match outfits that I packed. I may or may not end up wearing red paw print socks with a hot pink shirt.

Mickey, run for your life when you see us coming.

11 comments:

Viv said...

Nobody at Disney will be looking at your socks. ;)

Leanne said...

He's not going to run, he's going to give you a hug. THAT is why we all love that mouse. Enjoy!!

HalfAsstic.com said...

Oh, Lord! You SO need a Disney vacation! Have tons of fun honey! Those folks at Disney have the ability to make sure you have a good time!!!

Flea said...

Merciful heavens. Y'all have fun! And I'm glad your puppy didn't drown.

Annette said...

Have a great time...and I hope it feels like a vacation!

I love how you write!

utmomof 5 said...

Good thing you are headed to the Happiest place on earth!!! You really need it :) Sorry about the poop in the closet...that is one I have never dealt with. Good times being a mom :)

Trisha said...

Yes, you certainly need a vacation! Glad that Josh wasn't majorly sick but sorry you had a mess to clean up . . .times a couple thanks to Micah! Have a great vacation!

Roger said...

I imagine that at this point, you are waiting in line to ride a magical ride with Micah and the rest, while having a great time. Mickey has a way of making chaos go away. :)

imbeingheldhostage said...

Did you forget that I wanted to go back to Disney??? I could've helped you pack.

Wishing you all the magic the park can offer!!!

Burgh Baby said...

Have a great time! Yay!

Michelle said...

Wheeeee! And vacation in 5, 4, 3....