Happy Anniversary

Well, we will use that term in a sarcastic setting, happy. The day started off great, both me and he hubby had TOTALLY forgotten the fact that on that day (Dec.1st) we had been married for 8 wonderful years. fun? yes, funny that we both forgot and lucky, can you imagined if one of us actually remembered. whew!

So I shuffled around phone calls and deals until I found a friend and a babysitter, both were on board for taking the kids, my friend had the first segment of one hour. Which we thought would be perfect, until Riley had started up with a stomach ache (we didn't know until later that night) Then the pass of to the sitter went down while we were enjoying the movie "New Moon" yes, twilight fans. both of us are actually.

We started getting "texts" on David's phone talking about cranky baby, where's the bottle? Riley says his tummy hurts. Riley has a blown-out diaper, etc, etc. So once the movie was over we cancelled plans and headed home. We find Riley with poop completely down BOTH legs and feet standing on paper towels and the babysitter trying her best not to cover herself in it. Wonderful.... but wait. It gets better.

So I draw the straw that leaves me to take the sitter home, and to grab dinner. So I do just that, but after I order a Big-Mac meal for David and a chicken wrap for myself at McDonald's drive Thru I then realized that I don't have my purse. Yes friends, in all the poop commotion I had managed to drive off without my purse. So I have to get to the window, cancel the order and head home to get some $$. I then head back to McD's and get the food and head back home. finally.

By then it was 8 o'clock and I was beat, we put all the kids to bed, sat down to eat and that was it. I was out for the count.

On a lighter note, David:

I love you. Thank you for 8 wonderful years, here's to 8 more. Let's just hope those 8 years don't have as much poop :)

This picture was taken at the end of the evening.