It's coming! Run for your...supermarkets!
SNOW! Good grief, from the news you'd think the Storm of the Century was about to hit. The predictions start at 6 inches. Yowza! Anywho...John made the mandatory panic trip to the supermarket so we could stock up (him and 500 other people he fought through to get to the checkout). "We could be snow bound for days!" OK, hun. What ever you say. I just want the phone to ring at 5:30am again (darn that school emergency auto-phone-tree) so we can all sleep in.
In other news...I had an experience today that I've heard about from other mothers and always dreaded. Max removed his poo filled diaper and created a scene of poopie carnage right in the middle of my new rug. Of course it had to be the new rug. I had flashbacks to when Ty was this age and the moms in my mother's group would joke about using duct tape to prevent their little ones from doing this horrific act. Some really DID use duct tape. I just kept Ty perpetually in onsies so he couldn't get at the diaper tabs.
Now people, that THERE is some snow! Am I right? ;-)
In other news...I had an experience today that I've heard about from other mothers and always dreaded. Max removed his poo filled diaper and created a scene of poopie carnage right in the middle of my new rug. Of course it had to be the new rug. I had flashbacks to when Ty was this age and the moms in my mother's group would joke about using duct tape to prevent their little ones from doing this horrific act. Some really DID use duct tape. I just kept Ty perpetually in onsies so he couldn't get at the diaper tabs.
You'd think I would have learned my lesson. But no. Max had on a onsie, but I'd left it unsnapped at the crotch because his inner thighs looked a bit chaffed. Oye that little stinker! If I hadn't snapped and blown a Mommy gasket, maybe it would have occurred to me to snap photos like another Mommy blogger I currently read (she always seems to remember to take photos of the poop oopses).
Back to the snow for a moment...
I won't panic over a measly 6 inches of snow. Oh no. The snow accumulation has to look like THIS before I will panic:
This is me and my little brother after the blizzard of 1978 (Bedford, Massachusetts) See our mailbox down there on the lower left? We are sitting at least 4 feet above that 4 foot tall mailbox post.
Now people, that THERE is some snow! Am I right? ;-)
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I don't usually do the 'panic shopping' thing. During Hurricane season (and most of the rest of the time) we try to keep enough food around for a few days and we have an outdoor storage where we keep an extra case of soda and a case of water all of the time. My problem is I don't always have -time- to 'panic shop'. The animal areas and other things have to be secured and we have to gear up otherwise, so shopping is secondary. Not that I'm complaining mind you. I don't -want- to face those crowds fighting over the last of things at the grocery LOL!
As for the snow...dang, I remember that blizzard of '78 sooooo well...that was snow to remember! Doesn't make this snowstorm any better though, but that's just my own crazy, messed up head. I refuse to do the "end of the world" shopping though ~ there's just something wrong with that.
Still trying to figure out where/how you upgraded your blogspot template ~ can't find it anywhere. Am I that idiotic? Sheesh!
Hugs,
~~Aunt Nub~~
Poop photos are the BEST! ;-)
Argh, I'm an idiot sometimes.
Panic buying... My Great Aunt and Uncle used to have a whole freezer full of "just in case" food! Mind you, they did live on a farm and would get snowed in every other year :o)
Sara xxx