I'm not really sure what I was thinking when I agreed to go get a mani/pedi today with CC in tow.
I had convinced myself that with the aid of coloring books, crayons, iPad, flash cards, trains he diligently picked out himself and good ole McDonalds Happy Meak that he would be content for an hour.
Take a deep breath...
I'm sure the women in the salon mumbled under their breath when I walked in with the stroller and claimed we had an appointment.
Granted he started to prove me wrong. For a nanosecond, I thought- "crap, this could be life changing"
Again, hahahaha hahahaha!
It started with me falling out of my pedi chair trying to set up the iPad which in turn spilled my mimosa all over the floor.
Ok fine. No big deal.
CC is content for awhile after that.
Well of course he was content... he was going all Picaso drawing with crayon all over the iPad.
10 min later, a bag of Goldfish was thrown like a bag of rice at a wedding. Poor nail techs acted like it was no big deal as they got out the freaking shop vac like it was a daily occurance. Thank god for their patience today.
2 hours later. Mani/pedi complete and a nice tip we were out the door. Sure, he could have been way worse- but it was enough to NEVER do that again.
Oh! And let it be that my damn nails were ruined by time I got home. That's what I get by trying to save time and not get shellac.
So nap time was non existent after missing the Golden Hour, so my plans for an early dinner and bed start brewing the second I got home. Chris was on his way out the door to work while I sat on the couch with a Costco sized bag of white Cheddar Pirates Booty (OMG amazing stuff)
After dinner I realize how much crumbs there were and ask CC to help me sweep it up. But every time I would finally sweep it into a pile, CC would pile through with his mini broom.
Fine. Ill get the vacuum and beat you to the punch you little devil you.
The vacuum didn't seem to be working, no matter what I did, it seemed to me multiplying.
Of course .
That was because I realized CC created a hole in his diaper and the crumbs were actually the beads from the absorbent stuff.
Diaper off in an attempt to cease the white ball mess. In the 2 seconds it took me to toss it out, CC was over in the corner peeing on the floor.
Did I mention how much of a pain in the ass it is to get that stuff to sweep or vacuum??!
But now it's 7:30pm- were showered and pajamas and laying in bed. I should grab a beer but laying down and passing out seems so much more appealing right now.