Watching Morgan and Scarlet play together. They are mini versions of Bart and Billy--they are very physical wild girls who adore each other. One minute they had dress-up dresses on, the next minute (literally) the dresses were thrown to the ground and they were play wrestling and laughing their bums off. Too funny.
Worst Part of the Day-
I made the call to go over to Lisa's and watch football with her and Bart's family. I really wanted to have a chance to talk and visit. I knew it was dicey as we planned to gather at noon and Liam was up early and would be fading by noon exactly, but I thought I could push him for a hour minimum. We can do it! I thought. I had been in her home 1 minute and Liam had a horribly pungent diarrhea. I quickly changed him and took the diap outside to the trash. Another minute later, another smelly poop. I changed him again and sat down to chat and crack a beer and then Liam instantly gave signs he just wasn't feeling himself (sob, sob, sob)--I quickly understood we were gonna have to cruise (I think Scarlet still had her coat on.) No talking, no visiting, no swilling for this single mom. Who says Sundays are relaxing in the least??
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