Some days start out normally then turn to hot mess in a flash… You know, just to keep in interesting.
Yesterday morning was awesome. Let’s remember at this point Seth is still in Phoenix taking care of dog stuff so its just me and five crazy hoodlums. The kids played at the creek and left me pretty much alone to do a little relaxing, sweet! Except really you should always assume shit will hit the fan if you have it too good.
After lunch, we headed on a little walk to the grocery store to get food for dinner and a little snack before the kids did a couple loops on the Silverton 6,12,24-hour course. I mean I had “found” $20 in my pocket, didn’t feel like hitting up the thrift store, so opted for snacks and dinner.
Walk to the grocery store turned into ride mommy to the store. Tru needed a ride since he is well, a baby, and Tenny’s tummy hurt (thanks Lala and myself for teaching her this).
Nectarine for a snack and something for dinner in the bag and we headed to the ski lodge so I could steal internet and the big kids could run, perfect. I scared my mom when talking to her on the phone about bears being in the area and that I hadn’t seen the Big kids for a while, So she told me that I needed to look… ugh.. damn kids. Apparently Tajh’s knee hurt so he wouldn’t let Tea run, slow lap, fine be done for the day just play. The kids playing feeding squirrels, me scared of rabies, but still getting work done…
The I hear Tenny screaming across the parking lot and Tajh is running her over to me repeating “Don’t look at the blood look at mommy! Don’t look at the blood look at mommy!”
I calmly stand, move to the steps and sit while I wait for Tajh to bring her the rest of the way.
I say: “Hey guys whats happening?”
There is blood, lots of blood. She may have lost the front of both big toes.
I stay calm and remove my Original Buff from my head.
“Tay grab my phone” (Yup I keep it calm and remember how important instagram is)
Cover bleeding toes
try not to cry myself
I hate blood
Me: “Hey Tenny want to call someone while Mommy cleans your toes?”
Assholes dont answer!
Music? Yes Mackelmore Thrift Shop (yes I made that reference earlier, foreshadowing?)
Cleaned toes, post blog, need to get back to camp… waited for a while for someone to show up so we could hitch a ride to camp (1/4 mile) but no one did.
Damn gotta walk… Wear Tru, carry Tenny. Tay is whining and limping because his feet are a hot mess too… awesome..
Back to camp, start dinner, bandaids on Tenny, vaseline and put socks on Tay, life is good again.
Feed kids, clean dishes, damn Tru has chili in his hair.
Undress Tru, Tea watch him by the creek while I take dishes back to camp.
Shit Tru is screaming “Tea what happened?” “I don’t know” ugh…
Wash Tru, bring him back to camp, oh shit Tay just fell out of a camping chair
and Tenny peed in one..
Is it bedtime yet?
+1 shows up, rewrap Tenny’s feet, get kids clean and in pajamas, send into tent.
Loud crazy sounds from tent and then very loud ABC’s- My kids rock
Then Seth shows up, at 9;30 at night… Yup I think I deserve mother of the year.