Great! I think that I've had about the worst day of my life. Karen, my young sister in law visited this afternoon. I have to tell you that I love this girl to death. But certain situations, cause and effect created a bad afternoon. Let me explain something first. My twin girls are three years old and are in the last stages of potty training. What that means is that we still have more accidents than I like. My youngest is still in diapers. The twins are now wearing pull-ups and on the whole, that sets the scene.

Now comes the problem I had this afternoon. Karen was over and was playing with the two girls. I had to feed then change Benjamin. Yes you guessed it a poopy diaper. Well surprize, surprize the twins thought that this would be a great time to poop in their pants. I guess I should have timed the whole birthing pattern better lol. But I will not make that mistake again if we have any more and that's doubtful. As five I think will be enough for me. So as I'm in the middle of changing Benjamin she informs m that the girls are a little ripe. It would have been nice if she had at least offered a little help. But no instead she makes a smart ass remark to Karl, my husband. About the fact that I really must love the smell of ripe diapers. As I was feeling a little malicious I suggested that. I was more for the euthanasia of blonde bubble headed 17 year olds. I guess I peed her and Karl off too as none of them are talking to me right now. My Mother in law sympathizes with me and just basically said tough titty I so love that lady she must know how it feels