Cleaning the car

Here he is at church

We have spent a lot of time cleaning the car this weekend. Rather I should say Chris has done a lot of cleaning the car and I have done a lot of laundry. Both boys have had a not-quite-normal digestive system lately. Bennett has lately had a once a day blow out...usually when he is diapered at nap or nighttime. I had attributed it to the mostly vegetables he seems to only want to eat lately. But then last Thursday and Friday Austin pooped in his pants at school. This is definitely not normal and it was all down his pants -type of incident. I came and got him early on Friday. Everyone seemed ok Saturday. Sunday morning we are finally driving to church for the first time (last week we had the dead battery incident) and half way through the drive Bennett started saying his stomach hurt. Moments later Chris was rolling down the windows...smelled like another blowout. I was teaching Sunday school and we were running a bit late, so Austin and I hopped out of the car and rushed to class. The very unfortunate thing is that while for the past few months I have always carried an extra diaper/pullup or pair of underwear and pants in my purse, but somehow that morning they were not in there.

So I left Chris a big pack of wipes and told him to the little foreign-goods mini-mart next to the church building. Well, he did and they had no diapers. The pants, socks and pull-up were all unwearable. At one point he debated wrapping his ice-pack wrap around Bennett, sumo style. I managed to borrow a diaper from a friend and another friend took it up to Chris. So Bennett spent the rest of the service in his little polo shirt and a diaper. At least I was his teacher in class. The car was not ruined, but we did have to wash the car seat.

So that was Sunday. Monday was a holiday (technically Sat and Sun were too) and we had planned to have a low-key family day at a local park with a few other families. We loaded up the newly washed carseat, Austin's bike, and a bag full of baseball and football gear and headed to the park. Once we were there Austin kept saying he wanted to go home and lay on the couch. At first I sort of ignored him, thinking he was somehow bored. However, as time went on he seemed rather listless and just kept repeating it over and over. Finally we just went home without eating our picnic. He laid around a lot of the afternoon, though seemed to have no specific complaints. Chris had planned to take him out on a date to Starbucks (at Austin's request) and decided to go ahead and try it since Austin seemed inconsolable at the thought of missing his date with Daddy. But not long after leaving, Austin threw up in the car. Sigh. Poor guy- he really did not feel good. So I got Austin and cleaned him up at home while Chris again cleaned out the car. Washed the other car seat cover. Austin kept saying he was going to die...the little dramatist. He seems a lot better today. We are supposed to go out of town tomorrow for three days...we are still planing on it at this point but holding plans loosely.