Sunday Mornings.......

Sunday mornings are usually a little crazy around here, but yesterday took the cake!  For instance........I was showering, with the bathroom and bedroom doors shut, when I see the shower curtain move forward and Branson's little head pops in....followed by the rest of him:)  So he showered with me, fully clothed, and then decided to get out early and crawl around the bathroom soaking wet.  I guess Macie opened the doors for him, how nice.  I get out and give the kids a bath which went okay, then they both went down for a nap.  I used their nap time to get ready, make lunch, pack the diaper bag, get everything packed for my lesson, lay their clothes out, and get the house picked up from Branson's destruction.  I'm going to start calling him "Destructo", because he makes the biggest messes so fast, and he NEVER stops going!  So Branson wakes up first, and I get him all dressed and hair done.  Then Macie wakes up, on the wrong side of the bed, and will not stop bawling.  So I get her dressed, and start doing her hair (she's still bawling her head off) and she pukes from crying so hard!  So then we get her all cleaned up and finish her hair.  It's time to go to church, so we sart heading out the door and I look around my house to see it destroyed.....again....already.  While I was getting Macie ready Branson decided to pull everything out of the drawers in my bathroom, empty laundry baskets, pull ALL of the toilet paper off the roll, get into the shower and knock all the soaps and shampoos down, pull the hair trap out and suck on the bottom of it, leave trails of milk drips from the sippy and cracker crumbs and smashed cheese all over the kitchen, and pull a bunch of books off the shelves.  My house was clean an hour ago.  We make it through sacrament meeting, which is VERY crazy with Branson these days, and I start to teach my Sunday school class.  About half way through it Reed comes in and tells me that Macie needs me.  She was laying down on the floor in nursery, and had an enormous BLOWOUT.  It was everywhere.  She was up to her chest and down to her knees in runny poop!  We all just stood there not knowing what to do for a few minutes.  How are we going to get her home like that?!  So Reed took over my class and I got the kids home and Macie all cleaned up.  Then I had to wash the car seat, and her dress, and clean out the bathtub.  But luckily, Branson went back down for another nap, and Macie laid on the couch, and I was able to get the house in order again in time for Reed to get home.  After that it was pretty smooth sailing.  We ate dinner, hung out at home, then went to visit family, and the kids did great!  I'm sure I'm not the only one with Sunday mornings like this, just comes with the territory I guess.  But I sure do love those little kids......even my little destucto boy who turns ONE at the and of this month!  Here are some pictures I took the other day of bath time.