Mr. Mom

It has just been one of those days for Sterling.
Whenever we don't have a sitter for the boys during the week, Sterling has to stay home until someone gets home and is able to let him work (his job is piece rate with flexible hours).
Play by play


6 this morning, Mason decides to wake up and "get ready" with my mom and I. Come time for us to leave, he flips out, and wants nothing to do with Daddy.

9 rolls around and I get a phone call from Sterling saying "We are on our way to the emergency room"... WHAT?! Why? He said that Mason cut the tip of his finger pretty good from the open green bean can from last nights dinner. So the doc put glue on his finger and sent them home.

this next one is the kicker:
Sterling was feeding Benji and Mason pooped his diaper, so Sterling changed his diaper and was bombarded with Benjamin's demanding cries for his milk. So he just slipped Mason's shorts on with his diaper. (Un pottytrained without diaper = no good.) Being a one track mind guy, completely forgets. He feeds him lunch, then lays him down for his nap. about 15-20 minuter later he hears something hit the wall. Mason had climbed into our bed and was standing up, hands against the wall, legs spread, and had pooped...yes POOPED his diaper pants!! Hence the waste was not contained...

The End.

Poor Daddy.