And the Gold Medal for Worst Morning Ever Goes To...

The Black Household!! If I was ever to start drinking - this would be the morning to put me over the edge. :) Okay - so it wasn't that bad, but it was pretty ugly. Sometimes you have to just throw your hands up and have a good laugh but I haven't been able to do that yet with what happened this morning. :)

Here's what happened...
Around 8:30 I decided to give Kade a bath while I got myself ready in his bathroom for a meeting that was at 9:30. While getting ready my mind started drifting back to the Olympics (I have been TIVOing it like crazy) and noticing that my belly was hanging over my jeans more then usual, I decided that I'd hit the gym after my meeting. I decided to run downstairs quickly and grab my MP3 charger to put in my gym bag. As I ran back up the stairs I heard Kade crying and whining about something. I went into the bathroom and as I got closer I realized that within the minute that it took me to snag my charger - Kade had pooped (A LOT) in the tub and was clearly freaking out.

So I quickly pulled him out and ran to my bathroom to stick in him the tub (telling him it was okay but trying my hardest not to gag as it was all over him) while he proceeds to PEE everywhere. Lovely. I get him all washed off and clothed and happy and then face the dreaded poopy bath tub. yuck. After a couple deep breaths in the hall I went to work. Okay it gets worse. I try to get most of it out and flush it in the toilet next to the tub and just because things weren't bad enough - the toilet gets clogged. Picture me with a plugger now close to swearing as Kade is practically sticking his head in the bowl to see what I am doing and toilet water is splashing all over us. Gross!!

By the time I head down stairs (cleaned up and changed from the nastiness that was my morning) - I am already about 15 minutes late. The toilet isn't unclogged but I need to head out the door. Kade by this point is losing it because he has been ready to go outside since the minute his clothes were on. As he is pulling on my legs and whining I realize that I can't find my keys. So I proceed to dump out every bag and purse I own in a hot pursuit of finding those stupid keys!!! I've gone through them all twice and decide that I need to take a deep breath and say a prayer. After doing so (and hearing Kade say his own - something to do with trains and blessings) I go back to my black purse which I have searched multiple times and yup - they are in the pocket. So I guess the morning ended on a good note. Although I was almost a half an hour late to my meeting and my toilet is STILL clogged...The Joys of Motherhood.

Here are a couple pics of the culpruit that started the whole unfortunate chain of events... Here he looks so cute and innocent (skinny but sweet)...

But this next one is more like the boy I saw this morning... :)

Back to Nature at Last - Ocean Shores or Bust!!

When we were first married, Logan and I went camping a lot. We loved being outside by the fire and snuggling in our sleeping bags in our cozy tent at night...then Kade came into our lives and we stopped our summer camping adventures. What a travesty. Why stop going you ask? I don't know. Maybe because I pictured Kade covered from head to toe in dirt during the day and crying in the tent all night waking up at the butt crack of dawn ready for another round - of dirt... I've gotten over my fears however and resolved to take him camping this summer. But not until Logan and I had our own Adults Only Camping Trip. Sounds so racey doesn't it? Hate to dissapoint but it was pretty tame - although it did involve a lot of wetsuit wearing...

The Camping Crew - Eric, Sarah (my sis), Logan, Me, Eve, and Micah all clean, well rested and ready for our trip. And yes, my younger sister Sarah is taller then me - not fair but I've come to terms with it. Sort of. :)
Gotta love road trips - minus the traffic on the way there... Eric was feeling a little woosy and it looks like I have a pig nose. Sarah looks cute though. :)
Nighttime was fun with a lot of food and chit chat by the fire... Pretty harmless until we started playing the game Would You Rather. I'll spare you the details but I almost peed my pants laughing (more then once)...come to think of it, maybe I should get that checked out...
(just kidding).
The girls in the morning... notice the bags under my eyes? Thanks to our lovely air mattress that decided to crap out and completely deflate, Logan and I slept on the lovely rocks under our tent the first night. Love it.
One thing I like about camping is that the guys usually do all the cooking. Why? Maybe its that they feel more manly over a grill or camp fire. Who knows. Either way I'm a fan.
Now to the real reason for our trip. The wetsuits. We always wear a wetsuit when we camp. I love it - it makes me feel like dancing. Okay - only half of that is true. I do feel like dancing when wearing a wetsuit but our reason for our trip was to surf. As a side note - could there be anything more unflattering then a wetsuit? My guess is no but I'm open to a debate.
Surfing! I love it!! There is a reason my parents would call me their lil fishy - I could live in the water. Logan managed to catch this shot but missed the time the board flew up in the air and smacked my head...that would have been a good one. There is always next time.
Exhausted and hungry after a couple hours trying to catch some waves. I had sand in my eyebrows and swallowed too much sea water but it was worth it. :) P.S. do not enlarge this photo as I am sure it is scary and might cause you to lose some sleep.
A post-camping/surfing pic trying to capture just how nasty and gross we were. I think it does a pretty good job.
Lastlly - this picture is dedicated to my sister. There is no one else in the world who could pull off the socks in flip flops look. You are amazing.