A Child's Take On "Cops"

We were flipping channels and somehow we ended up landing on an episode of "Cops". Not normally a show we watch, but whatever.

So, the brave men & women of law enforcement tackled one of the bad boys and started emptying his pockets. They found a wallet, some glasses, a knife, a pill bottle, etc. They cuffed him & started questioning the neighbors.

All of a sudden, Emmit says, "So that's the guy who's been throwing all that stuff on the ground at Wal-mart!"

And as we're cackling about that, Evie says, "Well, he needs to take his medicine."

We've decided to pay more attention to what's on TV when we're channel surfing.

A Pack Rat On The Loose!

Those of you who've seen Evie in person in the past few months know she's developed a little problem...she's a pack rat! She always has a purse or bag full of stuff, her arms loaded down, or her pockets are full. Going places with her is a challenge. It takes forever for her to 'pack' and then you have to bargain with her about what she can/can't take inside with her.

Well, she also has this same habit at bedtime. U.D.B.D. (the doll) is a given, as is 'Booty's bwanket & her bottle.' But during the night, Evie tends to get up to search for stuff to add to her midden (that's a pack rat's nest...yes, I googled. LOL!).

Last night was the best...er, worst. We were up in the living room when we heard the little rat's scratching begin. We knew what she was doing, so didn't disturb, as that would lead to tears. By the time we got ready to go to bed, our little rat was sound asleep in the midst of her treasure.

Here's what she had (going strictly from memory):
-UDBD, who had been undressed, diapered, and redressed.
-Booty's car seat (although she was not properly secured)
-Lily, the Cabbage Patch newborn (buck-naked, I might add)
-a baby doll sling (disassembled)
-Winnie the Pooh (stuffed)
-2 books (Goodnight Moon & some boy potty-training book)
-a jacket & its hanger
-a spare hanger (you know...just in case)
-2 pairs of baby leggings
-a Peek-a-blocks caterpillar thing
-an extra blanket & pillow
-a lone shoe

Oh, and she was was wearing her Dora slippers.

All of this plus Evie in a toddler bed!

That Did NOT Just Happen!

Evie got upset because she couldn't find her baby doll, so I told her to come sit on my lap (what's left of it). She climbed up, sobbed for a few minutes, and I could feel her getting still.

She got heavier and heavier. And then...









SHE PEED ON ME!

She was sound asleep, her undies & pants soaked, my pants soaked, the couch soaked, and the baby was trying to kick her off. And
I couldn't get up with her on me, but I couldn't put her down without getting another couch cushion wet. So, I asked Emmit to go get a towel. Yeah...he started fake snoring & telling me he was too tired to get up.

Times like this make me wish I had go-go-Gadget arms (one to slap Emmit & one to get my own damn towel).

I had to call Nathan (thank goodness the phone was right there) to get him to tell Emmit to go get the towel!