Bath time is going to be the death of me I think. Let me tell you about my misadventures last night surrounding bath time. I bathe the twins every other evening by myself because of Meg's bedrest. I really don't mind doing it, I usually enjoy it in fact but last night was far from enjoyable. It started with Zane whining after dinner so I went to start the bath and like moths to a flame the twins came to me. I was going to just strip them down and drop them in the bath when I caught a whiff of a very odorous diaper from Zoey. This changed the plans. I had to usher the children out of the bathroom, making them feel robbed of their fun so they screamed and cried at me. I then had to capture a crying Zoey and change her diaper. She calmed down and was stripped to the skin. I turned to get her brother, who was still whiny, and grabbed him. I now begin to take his clothes off when I hear an odd sound of water being poured on the carpet. I look up and see Zoey laughing, (hey it beats the whining at least) and seeing her peeing all over the carpet. I now have to get some wipes and move her off of the pee spot on the floor with a whining Zane in my lap. The messed is cleaned up and the kids are ready for bath time. I put them in the tub and let them splash (me) around a little bit and then begin washing their hair and bodies. I had just finished bathing both of them and was giving them a few more minutes of fun when I noticed several pecular objects floating in the tub. Yep, one of them decided that their bowels were relaxed enough to use the tub as a large diaper and left daddy with a real problem. I now had to remove both kids and place them on the floor. Meghan is laughing from a safe distance at this point but I call for her assistance in corraling the kids. So I am draining the tub, removing toys, and trying to keep the kids out of the toy, when I hear that darn running water again this time falling on tile. Sure enough Zane decided to pee on the bathroom floor. So Meg gets some toilet paper and begins to clean up that mess while trying to keep 2 pairs of feet out of it, while I am removing fecal matter from the tub. After we both clean up the messes and sprayed cleaner in the tub and floor, I put the kids back in the tub to be washed all over again, luckily this time it was uneventful. I think next time I need to bathe them I am just going to take them out back and hose them off in the yard.
See ya!
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Baby photographers must be the most patient people next to Saints
Hey guys, 
Well I know that it has been a while since my last post and I apologize but it has been a little busy. First of all, I would like to say that through the grace of God and 
the MO House of Representatives, I will still have a job on August 1st. The Senate and House gave us the minimum amount needed to continue keeping clinicians in the school system. In fact the Department of Mental Health is considering expanding to more school districts in the near future. So I am quite ecstatic about that.
the MO House of Representatives, I will still have a job on August 1st. The Senate and House gave us the minimum amount needed to continue keeping clinicians in the school system. In fact the Department of Mental Health is considering expanding to more school districts in the near future. So I am quite ecstatic about that.
Now, I would like to talk about infant photo-shoots. I don't ever remebering getting the brilliant idea to pray for patience because I understand that God has a sense of humor, so somebody must have asked for me. Let me back up a moment and explain why I came to this conclusion. We have some goofy traditions for childrearing and one of those goofy traditions are one year pictures. Since Meg is on bedrest I was nominated to take the twins for their photos (almost 2 months late). Meg made us an appoinment at Sears because we had some luck there before. We decided to make it in the afternoon, after nap time, unfortunately the kids got to sleep late because they sat up and "talked" to each other. So we (Debbie, Meg's mom and I) wake the twins up and grab some toys and head out. We assume (never assume where children and photographers are involved) that we would be in and out and b
ack before dinner. We arrive for our 4 o'clock appointment and we sit around and wait, and wait, and wait. The twins begin to become restless and their smiles begin to take a sour turn. Finally, we are allowed to get our photos taken. These are the times where having only one child would be so much simpler. Zoey, my performer, immediately began taking good pictures with pretty smiles and took no time at all. The problem started with Zane, he never once cracked a smile and more often then not was crying incessantly. I will admit that my frustration level is slowly climbing but what could I do. I tried every trick i could come up with to get Zane to smile at the appropriate time. The only thing that worked was when the photographer placed Zane in the cheeziest egg chair I ever saw. 
The one rule I was told by Meg wa no stupid props, oops. Anyway the egg chair quickly lost its appeal to Zane so we gave up and rescheduled. Oh yeah the real reason Zane was so mad was he missed snack. AHHHHH!
ack before dinner. We arrive for our 4 o'clock appointment and we sit around and wait, and wait, and wait. The twins begin to become restless and their smiles begin to take a sour turn. Finally, we are allowed to get our photos taken. These are the times where having only one child would be so much simpler. Zoey, my performer, immediately began taking good pictures with pretty smiles and took no time at all. The problem started with Zane, he never once cracked a smile and more often then not was crying incessantly. I will admit that my frustration level is slowly climbing but what could I do. I tried every trick i could come up with to get Zane to smile at the appropriate time. The only thing that worked was when the photographer placed Zane in the cheeziest egg chair I ever saw. 
The one rule I was told by Meg wa no stupid props, oops. Anyway the egg chair quickly lost its appeal to Zane so we gave up and rescheduled. Oh yeah the real reason Zane was so mad was he missed snack. AHHHHH!Well Meg was not happy with the report that her mother gave her about the lack of a good backdrops and the stupid yellow egg so we look and look for another photographer that may give us some better photos. Enter, Kiddie Kandids Photography at the mall. They supposedly specialize in infant photography so we figure why not. Med decided that she would come along on this one and boy was I glad. We hear that the place is by the food court at the mall, so this time we schedule the appointment right after lunch and before nap time. We load up and head to the mall. Meg and I were a little surprised when we got to the "studio" because it was a kiosk at the food court. Meg was a little hesitant bu
t I did not want to do this a third time so we stayed. I must say that I was quite surprised with the patience of the photographer. She worked herself into a sweat getting us a collection of really good photos that you can see here. Meg and I would sit on the side and try to manipulte our children for a good shot but Meg, being on bedrest tired out pretty easily so the asst. manager stepped in and worked with Zane. Zoey, of course, did great, I am a little worried that she is going to become a prima donna or something. Zane on the other hand felt he should be held the whole time. We did eventually get several pictures with him smiling as you can see which is a first in photo history. I thanked the staff and told them they must have great patience and the asst. manager replied that one hard to get smile makes it all worth it. Well, it was worth it. So I wanted to share that hard work for all my friends and family out there. Enjoy them because these are the last professional photos I will be a part of (until Meg reads this and tells me differently at least).
t I did not want to do this a third time so we stayed. I must say that I was quite surprised with the patience of the photographer. She worked herself into a sweat getting us a collection of really good photos that you can see here. Meg and I would sit on the side and try to manipulte our children for a good shot but Meg, being on bedrest tired out pretty easily so the asst. manager stepped in and worked with Zane. Zoey, of course, did great, I am a little worried that she is going to become a prima donna or something. Zane on the other hand felt he should be held the whole time. We did eventually get several pictures with him smiling as you can see which is a first in photo history. I thanked the staff and told them they must have great patience and the asst. manager replied that one hard to get smile makes it all worth it. Well, it was worth it. So I wanted to share that hard work for all my friends and family out there. Enjoy them because these are the last professional photos I will be a part of (until Meg reads this and tells me differently at least).See ya.
Shaun
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