When you can't win for loosing…

So it all began when Charlie begged, with big blue adorable eyes,  to take a living room blanket to bed with him.  Then he wet his bed.  Then I washed that dark blue chenille blanket in a load of darks.  After which the entire load looked like a chenille blanket.  (Worst laundry fail to date.) I carried that disaster of a blanket through the living room to let it dry on the balcony. 

Then I laid Wendy down on the floor to change her dirty diaper.  While doing so, I looked up and realized the blanket had left a trail of fuzzballs across the carpet. Knowing that Wendy loves me some good fuzzball, I slapped a clean diaper on her and went to pick up the fuzz before she could eat it.  And in the excitement, I momentarily forgot she learned to crawl the day before yesterday.  I had just decided the case called for reinforcements and turned to get the vacuum out AGAIN, when I noticed her dumping the poop out of her poopy diaper, which I had left across the room.  Thank goodness I got to her just before she started chewing on it! 

Lessons learned?  Avoid precious, pleading blue eyes, NEVER wash chenille, throw diapers away immediately, and above all don't forget it when your baby learns to crawl!