Yesterday was a rough one. A really rough one.
I guess I should start with some background. G took the kids to see her family over the weekend. She realized at some point that E had not “gone” since they got there, so they decided to give her some grapes. Anyone who has multiples knows that you can’t give one something without giving some to the others. So they all got grapes. Too many grapes. And, when they got back to me and I was left alone with them for the day, all hell broke loose, so to speak. At one count I had changed 15 dirty diapers. That was before 1:00 in the afternoon, and mostly from the little guy. The girls really didn’t catch up to him until later in the day.