Addition

Today, we made an addition to our family.  Meet, Ollie.  Yes, we decided to get a dog.  It has already been memorable. 

John found Ollie on craigslist and after much debate we decided it was time to get a dog.  So, the three kiddos and I took off to Halls, TN, to pick up our pup.  The kids fall asleep on the way there, we pull up, they are now awake minus Linley, and the boys flip out because they saw the big dog (A border collie so it really isn't that big).  Did I mention our kids are petrified of dogs?  Thus, the reason of getting a dog.  So, now we have the whole van awake.  Two screaming boys and a baby who is supposed to be napping.  I'm sure the lady we bought the dog from thought we were crazy. 

We put Ollie in our pet carrier and home we go. He was such a trooper in the van, not hardly even making noises.  Man, this dog is great.  There we are, 15 minutes from home and I smell this terrible smell.  What in the world?  I look over at Ollie in the pet carrier and he is now circling and there is something in the bottom of it.  Could it be? No, no way.  Oh,but yes. We now have a dog sitting in the front seat in a pet carrier that has poop in it.  At this point numerous thoughts were going through my head:
1. I think I might hurl.
2. Are you kidding me?
3. I just added something else to our family that is not potty trained.
So, I roll the window down and pretend to be a dog myself by holding my head out the window gasping for air all the while loudly gagging as I'm driving.  I look in the rearview mirror and I see Ethan holding his nose screaming about how bad it stinks.  After I stop gagging a discussion starts up.
" Mom, why did you get a dog? I think we need to take him back... That poop doesn't stink as bad as baby poop."
"Oh yes, I think it's pretty far up there on the poop scale."  Then everyone has to rank the stinkiness of the poop we have at our house, baby poop, cow poop, dog poop. 

To welcome Ollie to the family he gets a bath.  Oh well,  he is one of the jolliest dogs around.  The boys even like him so I think he's a keeper :)

Milestone and Sundays.

Sundays in our house are usually jam packed. Today was no different. But, here is the big news of the day: CALEB POOPED IN THE POTTY!!   Yes, it happened.  John caught him on the porch trying to poop in his underwear so he just told him to sit on the potty. Yes, I have a potty chair sitting on my back porch. No, I am not redneck.  My child poops outside.  Yes, I just said my child poops outside.

I started singing praises to the LORD!!  Of course, Caleb did not want me to congratulate him at all.  "No cheer. No cheer."  Even tonight at bedtime I told him how proud I was of him. He retaliated with something about peepee.  Oh well.  
This morning we start our Sunday morning rush trying to get us out of the door by 9:05. It never works. But, good goal.  Why is it on Sundays my children decide to sleep in? I mean, really?  Linley woke up early but I fed her and we went back to bed.  Then, I finally get out of bed and get our day going trying to be as loud as possible to wake the kids up naturally. Works well for Ethan. Caleb not so much. I finally wake him up at 8:15 with a peace offering of milk and waffles. 
Wake Linley up now and feed her some bottle and pears.  Get her changed into her Sunday attire, John mans the boys, I finish getting ready and John does so now to load everyone up and off we go. 
At church it just turns crazy. Copying for class, drop Ethan off, walk in mine and Caleb's class where I meet John, Caleb, and Linley and off they go to their classes.  So, then we have SS where Caleb completely falls apart several times and just finally ends up with us in "big church" due to the falling out.  Now it's time for the kids to run to the front of the church for children's church to begin.  Well, of course, Ethan races off with some buddies and Caleb is left in the dust so he falls apart AGAIN.  Oh my gosh. I mean seriously.  So, John takes him to Children's church again. Now, we're fixing to start the sermon and here comes our nursery director. Linley is ticked, they found the bottle with warm water but no formula.  Well, great.  I run in there and try to calm her down but to no avail.  So, crying baby in the sanctuary, grab John's keys, take Linley home where I give her a bottle, pears, and she poops, then off we go again back to church to pick up the boys.  This all happened before noon. 

Home for the afternoon and now it's time to get our homeschool ready.  Wow. I'm pumped and I think Ethan is as well. I know Caleb is.  We start school on Wednesday. 

So overall, very busy day, fun day, and alot accomplished today! Praise the Lord!