So....we're duck-sitting

Yep, imagine that. The little girl who had one point had over 30 of the rubber/stuffed variety, now has a real duck in her back yard. Thankfully, we're only duck-sitting for her friend Natalie from school.

Daffy (whom Hannah has renamed "Hannah" for the week) arrived at Natalie's house about a month ago. He was either blown into their yard after a storm or dumped after Easter (people are crazy I tell you.) He's a little brown duck that is definitely not tame.

He was living in their garage and swimming in their bathtub once a day. But I decided it was getting too hot to stay in our garage and the kiddy pool would be a much more sanitary place to swim. Unfortunately, with two big dogs in the backyard, we've had to finagle (is that a real word) a little place for him to hang out. While building said structure we had a little mishap with the dogs and the duck. I came around the corner of the garage to the sound of two little girls wailing and Lisa yelling, "Bella, no! Buddy, no!" Fortunately, Daffy seems no worse for the mouthing/chasing and is happily paddling around the pool. We're at 36 hours and counting, so hopefully he'll make it until next Monday!

My bottom is getting so big!

No, not mine! :)

This was Hannah's excuse for wanting to wear her new underwear! :)

"But Mommy, my bottom is getting so big! It's getting bigger and bigger and bigger!"

Hannah, I think your regular panties will be fine for now.

"But my bottom is too big for them, I need to wear my new panties!"

I told Chris I think she's the only female to ever be excited about a big bottom!

I'm on my third shirt....

Well, I'm wearing my third shirt of the day, well, fourth if you count the t-shirt I slept in. That should tell you what kind of day I'm having.

Isaac has had diarrhea now for 5 days. It started on Saturday when his daddy gave him a whole bag of grapes and just let him munch on them all morning long! Little kid just loves his grapes! :)

But unfortunately, they don't go through him so well.

So anyhow, back to today and day 5. His first diaper was really nasty. One of those where you open the bedroom door and are about bowled over! As I'm folding it up, a huge plop squirts out (TMI, I know). I jump back and think, "Phew! Missed that one!" Clean up the changing table and as I'm washing my hands see that no, my cat-like reflexes weren't fast enough this time.

Shirt number one goes in the laundry.

Shirt number two joins the other as we're walking out the door for preschool and I get a big ol' booger smeared from one shoulder to the other....now, a little snot is pretty average for my shirts but all the way across on a navy shirt when I'm going for groceries after drop off?

The current shirt has been on for almost 6 hours now so we'll see if it lasts! :)