The Grandparent Hangover

I saw the phrase "Grandparent Hangover" on another blog a while back and it has stuck with me. No, this post isn't about the grandparents getting really really drunk, although that would make a good post too. :-)

My brother and sister-in-law came to visit on Sunday and Monday of this week. They are expecting their first baby, a little girl due in June, and we are all REALLY excited. While they were in town, both sets of grandparents also stopped by our house to see them. This means that the kids got LOTS of attention the last few days. Add the time change to the insanity and now that everyone is gone, we're faced with a HUGE Grandparent Hangover!

I'll spare you the play by play and just go to the highlights. The theme of the day has been "taking off your diaper". Taking off diapers and jumping on the bed, taking off diapers and chasing the dog (we're dog sitting my mom's dog for a while), taking off diapers and running around screaming "I'm naked, I'm naked". So far, Gavin has removed two poopy diapers and I've cleaned pee off the carpet once. My toast was stolen off the kitchen table before I could eat it, so I'm hungry, sore from a crash landing that Gavin and I took at the park yesterday*, and fed up. Oh, and there have also been two dog food incidents, a Cheerio disaster, and a bite on the hand (Emery's teeth, Gavin's hand).

As I was cleaning up the last batch of poop, Emery was running around with nothing on but a diaper and mittens saying "I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOO cold!". So, even though I'm losing it, I can't help but laugh. Now, lets just hope that Pete gets home early tonight because I'm counting down the hours........

*Crash landing explanation: You know those old, metal welded slides at some parks? They are much faster than the newer plastic slides. If you put your feet down too early at the end of the slide, the momentum will rocket you and the child in your lap forward, slamming your knees into the ground while you try not to crush your kid. Good times.


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