Worst Part of the Day - I'm leaving the gym with Tante Ann and I smell the rancid smell o' crap from one of the boyz. Oh well - almost home. I put Wes down to hug Tante Ann and realize - he has something on his shoe. It is shit. "Oh he must have stepped in something," says Ann. But I notice that it is also on his little leg. He had somehow had this soft poop that EXPLODED down his entire half side and has now on his shoe and on my pants. I take off the shoe and put him in the car (this is a mess that can ONLY be cleaned up at home.) The whole ride home Wes is looking at his leg and saying "YUCK." Indeed, my sweet. So he goes right into the bath and we get him washed up and then Quinn needs a change and then I'm trying to get a late lunch going and Quinn wants to eat out of the bag of chips instead of from his plate (no) and it's getting late and I need to get in the shower because I have to finish packing and catch my plane and .... CALGON TAKE ME AWAY.
Best Part of the Day - Once I'm at the airport - zen. I read 75% of a book (The Road by Cormac McCarthy - INTENSE) on the plane. Read a magazine, relaxed! Got picked up by friends Bobbi and Stacia, got burgers and beer and headed to Stacia's house. Chatted, ate, drank, relaxed (!). SO FUN! Finished my book before bed and slipped into dreamland. Aaaahhhhhh.
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