Z house funnies Edition 3

Another edition of Z House Funnies because well we are humans and things happen that you just gotta laugh at.

*This one actually took place at my sister's house in FL.
Diaper change gone terribly wrong for an unprepared mommy.  Ian needed a diaper change so I started and when I realized it was a poopy diaper I looked for the wipes and quickly remembered they were in another room.  So I cover Ian with diaper to prevent any fountain shows and tell him "don't touch".  Come back to the room and the diaper is no longer covering him or even under him.  I look and diaper is up by his head, I pick it up and the poo has diappeared I look in the area the diaper was in and see nothing.  I then look at Ian and see it, it has attacked the side of his face and neck.  Excellent my son had a poop face...literally.

*Daily conversation in car:
Ian: mommy?
Me: yes
Ian: stuck
Me: are you stuck in your seat?
Ian: yeah
Me: that is good you are suppose to be, I love you!


*Marcus relayed this one to me as I was in Chicago with my sister for some time away.  Convo between Marcus and I:
Marcus: Ian wanted to take his gator out on the open road.  So he drove it to his parents.
Me: oh yeah, how'd I go?
Marcus: well, he cried and had to have warm water run over his hands when he arrived.
Me: why didn't he have his mittens on? (mind you it almost 50 so mittens are not all that necessary)
Marcus: well I didn't think it would take an 1hr and 15min to travel 13 houses
Me: oh wow...yeah I wouldn't have thought to bring gloves either.


*Thank goodness one of the previous owners of house did this to the wall between the dining area and basement stairs:

I've had to climb over that wall from the basement stairs more times than I would like to remember thanks to a little boy who discovered how to lock doors.


*It's been unseasonably warm around here so on Tuesday I let Ian drive around in his Gator. We took a shorter drive than above when Marcus supervised driving.  Anyways we were across the street from our house and 1 house down when Ian decided he was tired of driving and got off and started walking towards the house.  Leaving me with the Gator on the road, 2 options ran through my head: 1) bend over and use one hand to push the "gas" and my other hand to steer. 2)get in and drive.  Here was my FB status that will reveal which option I went with: "Dear neighbors and passer by-ers, please erase the image of me driving my child's Gator as my child walked along. Said child got tried and didn't want to drive anymore. And yes Mr Honda Odyssey I did see you take a triple look."



*Whenever we get somewhere I tell Ian he is going to walk and he says "no, mommy" meaning I'm to carry him. So while carrying him I ask if it's because his legs are broke and he says while laughing "no, mommy" while patting my back.  Well, as of this week when I get him out of the car and stand him up next to the car he says "broke, mommy" when I pick him up he says mommy and pats my back.

Love him so much!!