Evelyn Made a Funny

Last night Olivia freaked out at dinner. She freaked out because she felt it was unfair that her daddy got to eat as many saltine crackers as he wanted with his homemade baked potato soup, when she was limited on crackers until she ate more of her soup. She cried. We reasoned with her. Daddy is five times her weight. She cried harder and louder. She really raised her voice. I offered to make her some peanut butter cracker sandwiches for her Monday lunch to calm her down. We at the table got a good laugh at Olivia's expense when Robbie asked her if she'd like some eggs with her crackers. Olivia is not an egg lover, so that worked her up even more. We erupted in laughter when Evelyn said, "Would you like some mushrooms with your crackers?" Olivia can't stand mushrooms, so that was quite clever and quick of Miss Evelyn. Olivia was so angry that she marched to her room. We just kept laughing at the table. Robbie went to have a talk with her after she quieted herself. Crackers were the cause of such a dramatic outburst?! Seriously? What is in store for us down the road?

The baby has had some terrible, awful, absolutely disgusting poopy problems going. Each time she dirties her diaper it spills out...everywhere. Yesterday Robbie and I were able to tag team the issue. However, this morning I had one final step left before I loaded baby into her carseat and drove the girls to school. Vivian needed a dry diaper. Olivia had picked her up out of her bed for me, and she didn't notice the odor. When I picked her up the smell about made me faint, and I quickly realized we had a major problem. She had pooped all the way up to her baby boobies, and her PJs had to be left outside while I drove to school. Vivian got dunked in the bathtub, and we barely made it to school on time. I called Jane Hill in a panic when the baby was screaming and covered in yuck. A trip to the doctor resulted in a diagnosis of a virus causing diarrhea and an unresolved ear infection. She's on an antibiotic, and I hope she starts eating better soon. She doesn't feel well.

Mrs. Scarboro offered to find a 1st Communion veil as a gift to Olivia. She brought some over yesterday afternoon, and Olivia tried them on while we watched. Henry asked if he could please wear the veil. He had on a shirt, red undies with baseballs, no pants, and Spiderman slippers. We said, "No," but that would have made quite a sight.

I figured out that my circuits workouts have helped me gain strength, and for the first time in my life (that I can remember), I can do a chin-up. It was Robbie's idea for me to try one, and I resisted. However, I was ecstatic when I did it. He said, "Just think about how buff you'd be right now if you had done them during your whole pregnancy like I suggested." He's nuts. I do think I will do a few as I pass under the chin-up bar on my way to the ever present laundry in the basement. When I told Olivia I had something really exciting to tell her, she exclaimed, "Are you pregnant again?!!!" She sounded so happy. I laughed and said, "No, I can do a chin-up! Do you WANT me to be pregnant again?" She said, "Oh, yes, with twin boys." God help me. Not five, but six??

Work calls.