Oh the joy!

I took Trinity for a little mom time today. Nothing special, just Burger King.

"Mom, the I is like this I and this i and the L is like this L and this l. So isn't that really Burger Kling?"
The sign is in all caps, so the I looks like an l. BURGER KlNG.

The destroyer has been to our house....

Kaytlin brought the camera to me yesterday and said that we owed her $3000 in damages. Umm, well, it IS my house, so umm, NO. However, the Destroyer will be cleaning and no longer allowed on the computer for awhile as punishment. Here are the pics, with my commentary.
A bunch of scribbles, and if you look closely you can see the destroyed deodorant in the mirror.
The mirror needed to be cleaned anyway, but didn't Trinity do a great job tracing the letters!?! I think she did awesome!

Lipstick on the wall, not good. And it didn't come out, either, it just smeared the red all over. Weird, the wall is actually a bright yellow, it doesn't show up in the pic. She even lipsticked both sides of the door handle and the latch.

The light switch and the poster, why? Don't understand this one.

Cute hair! Love it! Again, why isn't the yellow showing up like in the pic above this one?

These pics on the wall are not new, but she added lipstick to the mommy. Makes sense to me.

I showed the camera to Trinity and asked "Do these look familiar?" She said no to all of them. But we walked upstairs and I gave her a tub of Lysol wipes and she cleaned and cleaned and cleaned. She also smeared lotion all over a picture frame and a entire shelf. There was more, but you get the drift. We should go check the closet to see if she added lipstick to the monsters in the closet!

Where to start........

I could tell you all how horrible my day has been, starting with waking up and finding my blow dryer will not work in any plug in the house for more than 2 seconds, and then find my curling iron has been taken apart by some little terrors, so I have to throw it away and go to work ugly, then on lunch break my mom calls and tells me something horrible that happened to her and I can't help her, and then went to the orthodontist and found that the surgery for Kaytlin's braces is going to cost extra beyond the $5000 AND she will have to wear a retainer forever, and then we drove around the cities for practice driving and on our way home the van broke down, and we called AAA and they came out and got the van on a tow truck and when we went to leave in the car, (Donnie was following us home) the car battery died from the hazard lights being on, so another tow truck with a battery jumper had to be called.

But instead I am going to tell you a praise and something funny. Besides praising God that we have AAA, which I will buy forever now, Donnie was with me and I didn't have to deal with it alone with 3 kids! And I got Kaytlin a great winter jacket for only $25 at Plato's Closet! And I am working, so maybe we can fix at least the car, if not the van.
So, after the ortho Kaytlin, Sam, Trinity and I are sitting in Dairy Queen eating ice cream. I'm pretty busy dealing with Sam and his new discovery of being horrible. There are 4 teens sitting near us, I think they are all boys, Kaytlin says only 2 were boys, but if they were girls they were very masculine boys with no b00bs and boy clothes and faces and hair, and there were a couple of teens ordering and several teens working. Then it was us. So out of the blue Trinity loudly says "Mommy has a baby in her tummy!" (which is not true that I know of, btw) And then she says something unintelligible followed by "and my Mommy's b00bies!" said EXTREMELY loudly as only a 3yo can. Those boys were trying so hard not to die from the laughter they were chocking back! Kaytlin's face hit the table, literally. And I just smiled and kept cleaning Sam up, and then the table and on until we could quickly get out of there so the boys could guffaw as much as they wanted to.

When we got home I was feeding Sam some cereal, since we discovered that is the cure for him not sleeping at night!!!!!!! And when I go to give him a bite he barely opens his lips and sucks the food off the spoon. It is very aggravating. So I told him to say "Ahhh" and he did! He was so thrilled to be able to talk to me! Finally I am speaking his language! But why am I shoveling a spoonful of food into his mouth every time he tries to talk to me? LOL The first few bites he was shocked, he'd open his mouth and I'd shove in a spoonful. Eventually he got the hang of it, and then started spitting it out, much to the amusement of Trinity.
But its all worth it, Sam is not only ASLEEP at NIGHT, but he is sleeping in his CRIB!!!!!! I get to sleep in tomorrow, so I am happy.

A few funnies for my faithful readers

I am so busy right now! I feel like I'm neglecting my friends in blogland! I'm sure I'll be back to my old posting in another week. I have one more week of extra work. I worked Wed-Sat this week and Mon, Wed-Frid next week, with Sunday busy with church and Tuesday busy with meetings for 2 of my kids' schools.

Friday night was Karaoke so I went to change my shirt before leaving, if you remember there is all sorts of snot, dirt and food on me at all times. I locked the door to my room because my door doesn't stay shut and the boys were in the living room. (my house is crooked, so the door falls open, lol) Trinity went crazy because she wanted in, but it would take longer to let her in and relock the door than to just change, and besides, she shouldn't be rewarded for a tantrum, right? So when I came out I asked her why she was freaking out. She said she wanted to come in with me. I said "All I did was change my shirt." Trinity said "Oh, now you're wearing a white and blonde shirt!" Yes, I was wearing a white and tan striped sweater! LOL It was so cute.

Tonight I was talking about giving Sam something for his runny nose. Trinity said she needed medicine. I asked her where she was sick and she said her tummy was sick. I told her she was making it up. She said "I'm not making it up, I'm making it down. Right out my butt." Totally serious!

And earlier tonight I took Sam's clothes off for a breather because the kids hadn't changed his diaper enough while I was gone. We were on the couch and he reaches over to get Drew's school planner, puts it right under his pee shooter and uses the paper to aim his pee right onto my back.

The things she says..........

Trinity, of course!

Trinity "I want a ketchup toy! Can I have a ketchup toy?"
That means a happy meal toy. I don't know why, she hates ketchup with a passion and won't even eat if there is ketchup on her plate.

Tonight she stayed up late watching a princessy movie with Kaytlin. Then she wanted to watch another princess movie. I told her no, she needed to go to bed, not watch another long movie. So she asked what she could watch. I said "You can watch the insides of your eyelids." She said "No, I don't want to do that. That's not fun."
So smart already!

Cell phone

Trinity loves to play games on our cell phones. But sometimes we have to say no because the battery is dead.
Today Trinity came up to me and touched my phone "Can I pway games on you phone? Is you phone alive?"

I think she took the "dead" battery too literal, lol, we need to rephrase that.



Cell phones are great but when you have you're own business an answering service is the best way to be sure you take every call. Phone answering services also keep labor cost down because with a telephone answering service you have a 3rd party call service center taking your calls.

Ding-a-ling!

Trinity, at the back door: "How do you make the ding-a-ling work?"

(speaking about the door bell)

Can you guess what this was?

Cody set the microwave for 1 minute for this and Trinity decided it wasn't long enough. I don't know HOW long she cooked it for, but there was still 4 minutes left on the timer when Hope-Anne found the kitchen filled with thick smoke. I couldn't even breathe while setting the fan up. I can't get the smell out of my house or my clothes.

It WAS a Hot Pocket!

Trinity and her cuteness!

Last night several of us were in the kitchen talking and Trinity runs into the kitchen shreiking (cause she doesn't talk, or yell, or hollar, she shrieks) "I playing Hide 'n Geek" To which we all laughed and laughed!

Random things said around here lately

Kaytlin was driving along when she turned to me and said "If the police arrest someone who has no hands, do they use handcuffs?" Out of the blue! We hadn't seen a police car or anyone with no hands.



When we were waiting on the police to write our accident report, coincidentally 10 minutes after Kaytlin had asked that question, we were all switched places in the car amusing ourselves. I decided to nurse Sam so we could get the next 1 1/2 hours of driving straight through. My niece, Morgan, turns around from the driver's seat and sees me and says "THAT'S how he EATS?" "Morgan, you've been at our house for a WEEK and you just now figured that out?"



Same trip, must have been a record funny trip, lol. We drive by a skunk smell and I say "Morgan! Did you have to fart?" and she says "Trinity and Sam are asleep, so they didn't do it." Hmm, we don't fart in our sleep? I need to tell Donnie that one, because he does it all the time.

We finally got Morgan home, hung around talking for awhile, then had to leave. We load up the car and I start it up. Trinity starts to yell at me "Don't leave Morgan at that house! Don't leave her at that house!!!" LOL They fought the whole week.

Yesterday Trinity was on a roll. She wanted to go for a walk so bad. Sam was just a royal grump because he is teething, and walks always distract him and put him to sleep. So I bribed Hope-Anne to take them for a walk by sending them to the Dairy Queen. We told Trinity to change into a short sleeve shirt, because a turtle neck in July is just not good. She changed. Then I told her to go get her hair brushed. "I hate brushing my hair, I don't wanna!" "Then you can't go to Dairy Queen." "I LOVE brushing my hair!" Crying to happy in .0003 seconds.

Then, last night she walks up to me and looks me in the eye and says "I don't wanna drink outta your boobies, I hafta drink outta the fridge." (she has not nursed since she was 9 months old, she doesn't even remember it.)

Then there is Devon. The king of avoiding work. Usually when we are working on something, he disappears. So we made up a song for him years ago, and it still fits him. The Scooby Doo theme song "Devy, Devy Doo, Where are you? We've got some work to do now." We reminded him it was his night to cook, he went down to the kitchen and soon came back up and sat on the couch. This went on a couple of times, arguing about making burgers, the pan wasn't clean, etc. Then finally, in one last attempt to get out of it he says "But there's this car, and it runs on WATER, man!" It was so funny! "Go cook!" "But it runs on WATER, WATER, man!" "Now!" "Dude, WATER." He then went and cooked us burgers.

Trinity's first Dental visit

Here's Trinity with her cutesy smile on the way to the dentist for the very first time!
How could anyone resist such an adorable smile? She melts my heart, even though you can clearly see a bit of mischief in her eyes.

All ready for "Mr. Tickle" to clean her teeth. Well, really she is not at all sure about this, but she didn't complain.

Here she is holding "Mr. Thirsty" in her hands. She gets to hold that to suck out the spit and the water they spray in her mouth.

All clean! Isn't she gorgeous!?

Here she is with her "loot" from the hygenist. Her new Cars toothbrush, some toothpaste, floss, and of course a new toy. She was very brave and didn't complain at all.

If you don't count the x-rays she wouldn't take, lol.

Trinity does it again!

No, she did not play in her excrement again, lol. We appear to have gotten through that, though every time I say that she does it again. So, we'll see about that in a few days......
My 5yo niece is staying with me for a week, she's almost 6, and I'm going to try to keep her another week, but fighting her mom could be scary, lol. This has been an easy week for me, Hope-Anne and Trinity have been playing constantly with Morgan! They are up late at night, and sleep in until 11am, lol. (My sister does not read my blog, so I can admit to all sorts of this stuff!)
Last night the three of them were sitting on pillows with their feet in the pillow cases and sliding down the stairs. (again, glad my sister doesn't read this!) They were having so much fun! But it was getting close to 11pm so we told them to get ready for bed, and they begged for "one more ride" down the stairs. Well, ok, of course, but just one more time.
Then we hear Trinity falling down the stairs, she's obviously not going down correctly and is screaming. We run to the stairs and pick her up. I took her in the bathroom for some better lighting to see if she is hurt. She has blood on her bottom teeth, so we were searching for where she got hurt. It took some time, but we located a tiny scratch inside her bottom lip. She was crying as we were looking for her owie, then she says, while still in tears "I need to do it again!"
Oh my heart! This child is a female Devon.
Devon had been sitting in the living room while they were sliding down the stairs saying how dumb it was to do that. But when Trinity got hurt and then wanted to do it again, he agreed to do that stupid (that means boring to him) stunt with her so she wouldn't get hurt. He gets to the bottom of the stairs and decides that's a sweet ride, and he does it again!
If the bottom of the stairs did not lead directly to a WALL, I could see them throwing themselves down the stairs like it was a Slip and Slide.

Booboo City

We were out shopping for a present for a kiddo's birthday party and Sam was sitting nicely in his safe shopping cart protector thingy, happily playing. Hope-Anne and Trinity were walking with me, so nicely. Until we need to pick out tissue paper.
Trinity decided to amuse Sam by jumping up and down in front of the cart. She ended up smashing her lip on the cart handle. She sliced her lip open good! Right through that little thing in the upper inside of your lip! Isn't it nasty? Sorry about the bloody face!

It appears Trinity got a bit of a jealous bug in her later in the day because she got an irresistible urge to push Sam down.
Now he has a cut and fat lip! That's the worst owie he's ever had! He's a trooper, though. I had to fight him off the camera to take these pics. He kept trying to grab and eat it while I had to hold him and the digital camera still long enough for it to decide to snap the pic. Doing anything with an 8 month old is like trying to dress an octopus!

He didn't like me holding his head in place trying to get a pic of the cut inside. That was worse that getting the cut if you ask him.
He has turned into quite the little monkey! He's crawling all over the place, walking along furniture, digging in the toybox, eating ANYTHING he can get his hands on. Donnie brought him up to my work last week (temping for our church secretary) so I could nurse him while I had lunch. He got a whiff of my burger and decided there was no way mamma's milk was as good as that smell. So he sat up and grabbed my burger and got his huge mouth around my double cheese burger and took a hunk off it! He chewed that burger to bits with just his bare gummers! And loved every bite of it! He also LOVES spaghetti-o's. He says "MMMMMMM, Mmmmmmm" as he eats them, its so cute!

Found on my bed tonight

I've had a really, really horrible evening, and I can't even bring myself to blog about it yet. But when I finally decided to crawl into bed to hopefully sleep and not cry more, I found this note on my husband's pillow:
"Dad Only" With many underlines. Well, I couldn't NOT open it. (if you know me at all, well, you'd know I had to, lol)
So I open up the three page letter and here it is:
1.
Dear Dad it really Hurt my feelings when you said you trusted TRINA more than me!! I'm in geat pain!! I am in tears of sorow. I still love you BUT
2. It will take a wile to recover from the shocking news, so I will be writing notes and putting tham here each day
3.I still cant beleve you said that!!
Hope-Anne
Ps. Dont show MOM! (insert a giant face with tears rolling down from both eyes)

Is anyone else cracking up?? Sure, I should feel more sympathy for her. She's hurting right? Well, I stuck up for her, and the reason she didn't want ME to see that after I stuck up for her? Because she is manipulating Dad and knows I will NOT let it happen, lol. He's a sucker, and she knows it.
Plus, she earned it. She hits Trina and Donnie has caught her plenty, so when Trinity was screaming like she'd fallen off the roof, and she said Hope-Anne hit her, of course he believed her! And he said that Trinity doesn't lie to him. She's 3 1/2, she doesn't LIE! Hope-Anne was just devasted because she was grounded. I did a little check on Trinity that usually results in her fessing up, but she was not doing it. So either she really was hit or she learned Dad buys it. Or Hope-Anne is telling the truth and she told Trinity she can't have her hula-hoop and Trinity threw a 3 yo temper tantrum, and then lied.
After I read the letter and was laughing, Kaytlin asked me what it was, so she read it and was cracking up, too. Dad was completely snowed, though. I told her what happened, that he said Trinity doesn't lie, and she busted up laughing again! Dad is SNOWED by all of his girls.
Anyways, the letter made me laugh, so I won't be going to bed crying. My eyes hurt, but I have a smidge of humor now. Maybe tomorrow I can talk about it, or Saturday when I know what is going to happen. (Don't worry, its not the end of the world!)

Wordless Wednesday #11 Dancing to Stasis Dei!

You guys have GOT to go visit my mom's WW, she has the most amazing, HUGE blue lobster!

Whew! End of the week!

This is VBS week for us, and its been a busy one! Drew and Devon were part of the drama, and they had 5 pages of drama a DAY! I'm the drama leader, so I've been running the projector for them, yes, cheating with the words on the screen. My boys are some clowns, I tell ya! They've done a great job all week, along with R, the other drama kid.
Trinity and Sam are holding up, but are definitely not cut out for such a busy day yet.
Thursday night, Donnie was at the church doing some work for the worship team and then helping a church member get some computer work done, and it was getting LATE. He wasn't home yet at 11pm, so I figured he'd not only be hungry, but probably was ending up alone with the woman from church, so I ran some pizza up there. I got one block from home and stopped at a stop sign. I went through east ahead of a car heading north. They ended up turning east after me. They had two lights on the bottom of their bumper, but one was burned out. They followed me to main street and turned with me to the right. They followed me all the way through town and turned left at the light with me. The only thing that direction that late at night is the grocery store. But why would they have been heading north to turn south? Doesn't make sense. But they followed me PAST the store out of town. Hmm, weird. Then they turned with me to toward the church. I'm getting more than a little weirded out. This is out in the country, and they wouldn't be heading to our church at 11pm, its locked up. So I turn into the church, sure they are going to turn into the trailer park across the street or head on down the road. Nope, they follow me into the church parking lot! Oh, yes they did! I went around back to the side where my dh is parked, and they did not follow me that far. I sat there with the lights out but engine running so I could take off if I needed to. They didn't come around. What could have possessed someone to do that? I was pretty freaked out.
My fridge started to die, the freezer seemed to die, then it started back up, froze up really solid, then made some ice and then it started to melt again. We cleaned under the fridge in the coils, we defrosted it completely when we were without power for 2 days........ Its 8 years old, but still, why wouldn't it just die or not die? Could it be freon, or is it a warning that I'm about to have to pull $800+ out of my butt?
Thankfully I DO have a job lined up for next week, but its only a temp. I'm doing the church secretary position for a few days. But not going to buy me a new fridge with that.
I wish my brain worked, because I had more to blog but can't think of it.
Earlier this week we went swimming at some one's house. Trinity took a bit of a dunking and decided pools are evil and screamed a scream of pure torture. And we are no longer planning to swim this summer, lol. Sam loved it, though.
Oh, Trinity was funny tonight. I went to put her to bed, got her dressed in jammies and got her a drink and tucked her in. She was drinking (yes, I'm a bad mom and let her drink milk in bed at night) and I was telling her good night and "I love you" and she pulls the cup out of her mouth, and I think she's going to say I love you, too, but what she does is to lift her other hand and give a princess on a float wave to me. It was so cute!
Sam did somethings that make me worry that he's going to be a pill very soon. He's crawling and pulling himself up on furniture now at 7 months old. So he finds a spoon on a table and decides to crawl around with it, oh, and to stick it in the fan. Yep, that makes a funny noise! When we take that joy away from him, he decides to search for more fun things to play with and pulls a phone charger cord out from under the loveseat and eats it. Its plugged in. He starts crying. I don't see how he can be shocked from that, so I make Devon test it in his mouth. Yep, you CAN, indeed, get shocked from that, lol. Poor boy! But as I was comforting him, he reached onto my computer desk and went for another cord. Not real bright, that boy.

My P00py Life~ a contest entry

Awesome Mom is having a contest for your best (worst) child p00p story. I heard about it from Don't Give Him Crackers, so thanks!

My p00p filled life started almost 18 years ago. 18 years ago I was 6 months pregnant, newly married and just about to graduate high school. I moved to Germany with my new, very young, husband who was in the military.
September 14th I gave birth to a tiny little bundle of boy! We weren't able to come home from the hospital until early October. Soon life became a routine of diaper changes and feedings. My darling new husband was at first a bit frightened of the baby, but became a great dad changing diapers in the middle of the night! Cloth diapers, I might add.
This was back in 1989 when white pants on guys were "in" style. He would sit on the floor and change our little man while he was in between dh's legs. Our little boy was a "squirter" and could squirt that liquid, mustard yellow p00 3 feet, yes, we measured! And he squirted right onto Donnie's white pants! Did he learn? not the first couple of times.
Then came baby #2. We were smarter this time and the p00 didn't become a problem until she was older and decided that she didn't like poo in her diaper so she would take it out. But she didn't know what to do with it so she would wipe it off on her hair, clothes, wall, whatever. And p00p smell does NOT come out of hair with washing, only with time. Try to comfort a little one who wants hugs when she reeks like p00!
We got a long break from major p00 problems after that.
But then SHE was born. The sweetest little angel baby! My joy in hard times. God's gift to me.
But she grew older and bigger. And not so angelic.
And she liked her p00p. She was proud of her p00p. She would make it whenever she napped. And she would take it out and play with it. She particularly liked to paint her white crib brown with it. Sometimes she finger painted her sheets with it.
Before you really think I had it bad, let me tell you, she didn't do this like once a day, she did this AT LEAST once a day, sometimes 3 times in a day.
We made her clean it. That was fun, too. We chewed her out, sad, but hey, she still liked the p00. We later started spank1ng. She didn't like that, but she was still so proud of the p00p she made and the painting she did that she'd grin proudly each and every day when we went in her room and found her like that. Head to toe p00p painted.
There was also that time that I found "skid marks" ALL THE WAY down the stairs. Where she'd p00ped her pants and slid down the stairs on her hind end.
Later she started doing it out of her crib. She painted her Fisher Price doll house with it. Do you have any idea how hard it is to clean the railings on there?
So many times was she covered in p00p that we just got so mad we started to make it miserable to do it. We started giving her COLD showers to clean her. She started to like cold showers. I would go into her room to check on her before going to bed, and I would find her bed and her covered in p00p. So we'd have to wake her up to a COLD shower and change her sheets and blankets at 11pm!
Then I knew I was done for. I walked into my hallway one day and found cute little playdoh figures lining my stairs. We don't have brown playdoh..............

Friday night fun at our house

Devon does not like his sisters to wear anything that doesn't cover all their skin. He hates seeing them in swimsuits or anything short. (believe me, we are pretty strict in that area already, so short is not short to most people, lol)

Today, Hope-Anne was wearing a swimsuit that Devon felt was too small and he was chewing her out for it. Kaytlin was defending her and saying it was just fine, it wasn't too small, Hope-Anne was pretty upset about it. But she wouldn't change. She didn't even go put shorts on.

Later they got in another argument over it until she got so mad that she left the house. After about an hour in the garage, she came back in wearing pants. (she found some that were in storage in there)

So we had a discussion about appropriate clothes and appropriate ways to talk to people about it, etc. And we all agreed, except Devon, that wearing a swimsuit is not immodest. So he says "So, you all think wearing a swimsuit is ok, huh?" and he walks off. A minute later he comes in wearing his super slim fitting swim suit from the swim team. (the tiger striped ones in the picture) He stands right in front of Hope-Anne and bends waaaaay over, so we could actually see the white of his buns through the material, lol. "This is still ok?" He stands right in front of her (and I was sitting next to her and got a front row seat for the show) and Hope-Anne says its fine.

Drew decides to "help" by telling Devon to clench up. And he clenched up! Hope-Anne turned away then "Ewwww!" And Donnie and Drew were "helping" the situation some more. "Make 'em dance! One cheek at a time!"

I was in tears laughing so hard!

Point made.

Score one for Devon.

(I'm not laughing now, though, because Trinity just ATE a cake I am making for a friend's child tomorrow! It was cooling on the rack and she came out with big hunks of it in her hands!)

$25 and a Migraine

Every summer our town has a free Christian concert for the youth/teens. This year the Super Chicks (Superchicks??) are coming. In order to make this free, there has to be lots of fund raising. Tonight another church held a spaghetti dinner and auction at our church. Donnie and Drew ran the technical stuff, so we all decided to go.
I saw this quilt and really, really hoped I could win the bid with the $20 I had brought with me. Our gym has halogen lights that give me migraines. I sat there for a couple of hours between eating and waiting for this quilt to come up for bid.
Do you KNOW how hard it is to figure out what the auctioneer is saying? I was scared to bid, not knowing if I was going to be bidding my life away, lol. I talked Donnie into bidding for me when the quilt finally came up for bid, and my migraine was coming on strong.
No one bid until he went down to $15 and Donnie started bidding, (fifteen, twentytwentytwentytwenty, fifteen, twentytwentytwenty) someone went to $20, dang, that was my limit. (Twenty, give me twenty-five, 252525252525) Donnie thought about it and at the last second bid $25 and it was mine! Along with the migraine.
The back is actually a dark purple, not blue.
And the auction brought in over $4000, the dinner around $1000, and the matching funds from the Lutheran something or other was $1600! Almost $7000 in one night! Oh, and there was actually an item that the auctioneer had NEVER auctioned before, and didn't quite know how to describe to a church audience. Someone donated 10 free arms. Mmmhmmm. What on earth???? Someone asked him to explain that. LOL Apparently someone wanted to donate something, but the only thing or talent he had was artificial insemination of cows. So, umm, he's going to donate 10 times of putting his arm to check for pregnancy, is what was said, but I think it was possibly for the insemination, not the checking, lol. It went for $100.

Close your eyes, this is gonna hurt. And other Trina-ese

So, Donnie is laying out in the yard with Sam and Trinity. Trinity is playing doctor with daddy and using bike pegs for her instruments to fix daddy. As he is laying in the grass relaxing, she stands over him with one of these pegs, which weighs about 1lb each, and she says "Close your eyes, this is really gonna hurt."

Daddy is fine, she didn't bash him on the head as he feared, and it didn't really hurt, but he was scared and he DID close his eyes. I would have screamed and ran away.

Donnie took her out on the boat with the kids on Mother's Day to give me some time alone to read blogs or play games. (He even tried to take Sam, but this momma loves her baby more than she loves to blog and would NOT allow her little 6mo old to go on a boat in water so frigid he'd get hypothermia!) The wind was blowing good and blew lots of water into the boat as they were speeding along. Trinity decided that she didn't want to step in the water so she would go from seat to seat, which required doing the complete splits for her little legs! She ended up slipping and bashing her chin really bad and has a nice bruise. He then took the kids to the DQ and Trinity went potty in the bathroom, which is a MUST at every bathroom that is not in OUR home. She must not have gotten her pants adjusted right because she started to strip right there in the DQ.
The next day we went to the DQ with some friends and Trinity was looking up through the glass roof and her friend "BJ" (that's how she says his name, much to his dismay) saw her huge, ugly bruise and his eyes just about bugged right out of his sockets! His mom and I were laughing at him, it was so funny. Then he yells at Trinity, "Trinity, put your head down NOW!" He was done looking at that ugly thing!