Last night Eric wanted to take Hadley to some softball games, so despite the fact that she just had her bath, I thought it might be fun for her to go, so she went to the ball fields. Eric said she was an angel, and even held the leash for one of his friends’ dogs. She got a big kick out of that, and had fun sitting by one of our friends while Eric subbed in one of the games. Later, he took her to the park since she had such great behavior.

Today, Hadley has been on a roll. Dawson, Makai, and Lael were over today since Jenna had two appointments in Lincoln. Our house was a bit of a zoo. The kids are having difficulties playing nicely together, since they are 4, 2, 2, and 1.

Needless to say, the morning was spent putting out fires between all the kids. I miss the days when they happily played together and just climbed and crawled all over each other.

Hadley did come up with a new phrase today. She told me, as she was going potty, that “I need privacy please.” I informed her that I am her mommy, and there will not be a day in her life that she has privacy from me. She asked why, so I told her “because I am the mommy, that’s why.” Any other questions stopped.

As if I had not suffered enough, the afternoon came, and took a turn for the worst. First, Zoey woke up. (which in itself was not a bad thing) Moments later Lael woke up. Then a heard a loud bang in Hadley’s room. She wasn’t sleeping and when I went into her room I found her sitting on the floor of her closet. The smell that hit me in that moment was indescribable.

I grabbed Hadley out of her closet, only to find that she had removed her diaper and there was fecal matter everywhere in sight…this does not exclude my beautiful, once-pristine wedding gown. (just so there is no suspense, Hadley is in fact still alive)

Hadley got a bath…and I scrubbed. This scrubbing includes her, the walls in the closet, the floor in the closet and the dress.

Meanwhile, the other four kids were running a muck. There was only one thing to do, and that was call Eric for reinforcements. He rushed home just like my knight in exercise shorts and velcro shoes, and saved the day. If it were not for him, I would still be curled up in the fetal position, crying.

Once everything was cleaned and the kids had settled Jenna and Garrett came to pick up the kids. The kids then all ran into Hadleys room to play a little more before they left. Moments later, Hadley came out of her room walking funny.

Our conversation when something like this:
“I go potty.”

“I see that…where, did you go potty?”

“I go potty on mine bed.”

“of course you did.”

Shakespeare can’t come up with drama like this.

Thankfully, this week is coming to a close. Each day seems to get better when Eric gets home, and I am praying that Hadley has gotten it out of her system. Tonight we are hoping to go to a parade in Henderson, and tomorrow we have friends coming to visit us from Alabama. They have a son who is one, and Jonas is rumored to be just as crazy as Hadley. We will see.