32 Tiny Turds

            Presley was the only one who was able to nap today, and it was a wonderful and peaceful 3 hours! Benjamin “worked” very hard all day helping his cousin load and unload wood for Ham and Paw (Grandma and Grandpa), stack and re-stack hay in the barn, being Batman and then a wardrobe change which transformed him in to a cowboy, and playing “guys” with his other cousin. It was a struggle to get Benjamin to sit down for 5 minutes to have lunch and dinner. The dogs, much like Benji, did not receive their usual 8 hour nap while everyone was out of the house, and were loving the fresh farm air, yummy cow poop, cats to chase, and the “possible”  (opossum) that they tormented while in the barn. After the “possible” was relocated far from the house out in the woods, the dogs were finally able to relax, but still had to sniff every tree and blade of grass…after all, a dog’s work is NEVER complete. After a very long and energy expending day, we were finally headed home. Yes, all of us…in my Dodge Avenger. Before I go on, let me explain our seating arrangement. Obviously I was in the driver’s seat, Oakley our golden retriever rode shotgun, Presley rear driver’s side in a carseat, Mason the puggle rides rear middle curled up in a tiny ball, and Benji rear passenger side in a carseat. It’s a tight squeeze, but we make it work. Anyway, moving on with my story, after pulling out of my parent’s driveway with the car bursting at the seams, Benji was asleep before we had even driven one mile. Oakley was asleep in the front seat, Mason passed out in the back, and then there’s Presley…again, the only one of us that had taken a nap! Wide awake! She talked the entire way home in baby babble, played with her sockless feet, ate and smeared a graham cracker all over her face and shirt, and was ecstatic when we finally arrived home because she was ready to play! Presley became even more excited when I walked into the house and turned on the water for her much needed bath. She played and splashed for a while, and then when daddy pulled her out of the tub, the climax of excitement hit when she was allowed a few minutes of “nakey time!” During nakey time, Presley crawls as fast as she can around the kitchen and living room laughing and smiling, especially if someone tries to chase her. Adam and I were watching tv, being parents of the year, thinking that as long as we could hear her she was fine! And she was fine, don’t get me wrong, just not being directly supervised! She continued crawling around the floor wanting to play, until daddy decided it was time to dress her in the pajamas that had been laid out for bed. After she was dressed, I picked her up to make her bottle, and Adam went to use the bathroom…and what did he find? Apparently during nakey time, Presley had decided to poop about 32 tiny turds all over the bathroom floor. And then…the topper for the night….Adam yells for the dogs to come clean it up! Yes, he really did that. Then, he looked at me and said, “WHAT?” The letters “OMG” must have been clearly written on my forehead, or maybe it was the look of “you’re an idiot” that I was giving him, but he didn’t follow through. Don’t worry, I put a stop to it, and he was forced to clean the bathroom floor. Sometimes I really wonder, what the hell happens when I’m not around to supervise???