Did That Just Happen???

Two Things:

1. Friday, my mom and I went to Sam's with the kids. My mission was to get everything for Lennox's birthday party. I love to buy in bulk! :) I accomplished my mission and my buggy was overflowing. Since everyone was starving, we stopped to eat some pizza on the way out. My mom decided that it would be easier for me if she took her buggy to the car and picked me and the kids up at the door. I insisted that she not do that. She insisted that it would be easier. I insisted it really wouldn't. Anyway, she went to the car and left me with the kids and my buggy because it would be easier if she pulled up to the door. Ok, whatever. I started wiping Lennox down since he was covered in pizza sauce. I had Stella in the front of the buggy but Lennox was free to roam. I was barely able to steer my 500 lb buggy to the receipt checking lady all while trying to keep my 3 year old from maneuvering out of the door and into the parking lot without me. Since Sam's was PACKED, we waited in line for a couple of minutes. I got some looks of sympathy that I have seen before when I am in public with my kids. The line quickly filled up behind me. When it was almost my turn to turn over my receipt, Lennox slipped out of my hand, whipped around my back, and then I felt it. A cool whiff of a breeze. On my legs. And up my back. The breeze was my dress flying up to my armpits as my 3 year old found his favorite hiding place... under my dress!!! All I could think was "oh my Lord, did that just happen?!" I turned around to face the people behind me in line and the expressions on their faces confirmed that, Yes. That did just happen. The older lady behind me snickered and said, "well, that wasn't very nice!" The old men behind her just stood with their mouth gaping open. I left Sam's with alot more groceries and a little less dignity!


2. Today Jay was mowing our overgrown yard. Lennox likes to ride the mower with Jay but he always gets off when he gets "all sweaty." I was getting ready to go to a JA meeting and I saw Lennox on the back porch. His underwear was around his knees and he was sitting down squirting his foot with a squirt bottle. I thought, "how cute. He's trying to clean the grass off of his feet before he comes inside." I continued getting ready and came back through the living room to find Lennox standing in the middle of the room saying something about poopoo. I said, "Do you have to poopoo?" He said, "No. I just poopooed in the yard." I said, "you poopooed in the yard? Why?" Lennox said, "Yeah, I poopooed in the yard and then I stepped on it. But I squirted it off my poot." My thought? OH GROSS!!! Are you really standing on my living room rug with your own poop on your foot? After he took me outside and showed me the flattened poop in the yard (technically the flower bed), it was confirmed that yes, that really did happen!