It's been a couple of days.

Well, it's been a couple of days and boy have we had fun. On Wednesday afternoon I packed the kids up in the stroller and hiked off to campus to meet Tangra for lunch. Turns out that it is a little farther than it seems. I think the exact math is nearly 4 miles which in a car seems quick but by foot pushing two kids seems like forever! We made it though. I can't complain too much because Chuck offered me a ride twice but I was determined to make it so I kept walking. After lunch you can bet your backside that I took the car home though!

Yesterday it was time for another trip to the pool. Tangra was home for lunch before spending the afternoon and evening studying at the school so while her and Nolan took a nap Noah and I took off. I finally remembered to take the camera and snapped some pictures.

This time, after we arrived a few other children came down so Noah had fun playing with them. The only problem was that the other boy kept getting in trouble because he was not allowed to get his head wet and Noah was practicing his jumps which are more like a glorified belly smacker. After the first few I had to have him do something else.

When we returned from the pool, Tangra was finishing up typing some notes and then she had to leave for her lab and a couple of study sessions. Noah took a nap while Nolan and I played on the floor and then we all went for an evening walk before eating some supper and sitting down to watch some tv. Tangra returned around 8:30pm and we all cashed in about 10.

Which leads me to today! Like normal Tangra was gone when the boys and I got out of bed. I decided that because our diaper stash was running low that today would be a great time to try out the cloth diapers. Now, I'm not sure what IDIOT invented cloth diapers and thought they were a good idea but thank God for the guy who decided they sucked! I mean really, who wants to reuse something that has had crap shot all over it! Anyway, for some reason, I had decided that because my mom had used them (God bless her for putting up with that) I should too. Besides that I might be able to save some money!

Ok, so here's the story. It took me about fifteen minutes to get the stupid pins to somewhat hold the diaper and another five to put the little plastic shower cap thing on. It took Noah about 15 milli-seconds to take it all off again. All he would say was "I don't yike it Daddy!" and sit it on the floor next to me. After another ten minutes and some stern conversation, I had convinced him that daddy knew best and that if he left it on he could have a snack. This of course lasted long enough for him to scarf down the 6 measley fruit snacks that come in a package (which is another story that I won't get into now) before ripping it off again. About 6 packs of fruit snacks and an hour later I finally got Noah to watch some Elmo (with his diaper on) giving me some time to attend to Nolan who was supprisingly quiet through this whole ordeal. What I soon found out was that he was quiet because he was unleashing the motherload in his shorts! Now we aren't just talking a little poop were talking a HOLY CRAP! The poor kid had it from his belly button to his shoulder blades and everywhere in between. I got about half way through the diaper change process when I realize that unless I wanted to use all the wipes that we owned I had better just give the poor little guy a bath. So I stripped him down and plopped him in the sink at which point Noah walked up and said "Daddy, I need go poop!" I left the baby sitting in the still dry bathroom sink and proceeded to try and get the now bionic pins from the cloth diaper that before would not hold anything. Unable to get my nimble fingers to unclasp the pins I decided to pull the diaper down like a pair of underwear only to find that I was too late! Now I had one poopy kid in the sink waiting to be cleaned off, another poopy kid on the pot waiting to be cleaned off, and a soiled cloth diaper stashed in the corner which also needed to be cleaned off because as we all know "you don't throw them away... that's how you save money!" Well, needless to say after two showers for each boy and four for myself. . . I LOST MONEY!

(On a side note, whoever said that you could just put the poopy part of the diaper in the toilet and flush it and all the poop would just "COME RIGHT OFF" has obviously never tried it!) I trashed that thing quicker than you could say Huggies and packed that poor kid in one of Nolan's diapers till I had a chance to get more.

After all that it was lunch time so I made some Ravioli for Noah which as you can see he thoroughly enjoyed. Of course I gave him one more shower and now everyone is laying down for a nap. As a matter of fact, that sounds like a great idea.


Later for now,

Matt

PS. To top off the whole story . . . as I was finishing up writing this message, Noah came up saying "Ucky daddy!" When I looked over I realized that three of his fingers were covered to the second knuckle in crap he had dug from his too small diaper, so I had to take a break to clean him off one more time. What a "crappy" day! :-)