The older kids were playing outside. Pete was toddling around inside. Bill was surfing the net. The dog was napping.
Ah, peaceful Sunday.
I asked Bill to keep an ear out for Pete while I retreived laundry from upstairs and rotated the loads. Pete will occasionally fall down and need assistance getting up, and I wanted to be sure that I was off the hook for about 10 minutes. And off I go.
The next thing I know, there is complete pandemonium. Katie is crying. Jenny is crying. Petey is crying. Bill is hustling around and shouting out orders and looking at me like I'm not pulling my weight in this CRISIS, FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!!
Oh, and just then, his parents arrive as expected. Because it wouldn't be a good comedy if there wasn't an audience.
Apparently Jenny, who was naked, as usual (we are trying to potty train here), had climbed up the ladder to the swing set which leads to the monkey bars and holds up the swings. She perched herself right there on the top rung and was surveying her kingdom from on high. Katie was swinging on the swing directly beneath her.
And I guess Jenny decided that right now was a good time and place to have a bowel movement.
She missed Katie.
I lost my balance from laughing so hard.
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