LOGAN & TYLER: MOMMY'S HELPERS

Garrison turned 4 months old this past Thursday.  FOUR MONTHS OLD!  I just don't know where the time has gone! 

Garrison is also going through some stage where he can't stand for me to be out of his sight.  He cries hysterically if he can't see me at all times.  The Doctor assures me that this too will pass......she just didn't tell me what YEAR!

Today we planned to go out for a nice dinner right after church.  My husband offered to bathe Abi and wash her hair, while I showered in the downstairs bathroom.  BLISS! 

I nursed the baby, got him all dressed for church, laid him down to sleep while I got ready.  It was like HEAVEN!

Since both boys were already dressed, I asked them to please keep an eye on the baby while I showered.  "Sure Mom, no problem" they tell me.  That should have tipped me off right then and there.  "No problem" NEVER means "No problem" coming from the mouths of a 14 year old and a 10 year old.  Good kids, but still.........they said "No problem"

Well, I was ignorant to that fact.  All I knew is that I actually had a full 10 minutes to take a leisurely shower (hey!  When you have a newborn and a 2 year old, 10 minutes is like HEAVEN!)

I got into the shower and began to lather up with this new peppermint soap that my wonderful hubby bought me the other day, because he knows that I love mint anything!  I'm telling you, this man is a dream.  22 years married and I still get wonderful flowers, cards, etc.  But I digress.......

I am lathering up, even thinking I have time to wash my hair AND shower all at the same time!  What a TREAT!  WHAM!  I hear the wails of a very upset and ticked off 4 month old baby boy.

I open the door a bit, and yell out to my darlin' boys "PLEASE do something about the baby, guys!"  They yell back "sure mom........NO PROBLEM!"

The next thing I know, the cries are now much closer.  Closer?? They sound like they are right in the room with me!  I carefully open the shower door, and there, in his jumpy seat, face breaking into a big grin when he sees me, is GARRISON!  Right outside the shower door.

Seems that, to our boys, "Do something about the baby, guys" is interpreted to mean "Put the baby right outside the shower door and run like hell, kids!"  Because that is exactly what they did!!!

We got to church, me still with wet hair (most of the shampoo was rinsed out, I think) and they both asked me if they could go join their friends for awhile before Sunday School began.  I looked them right in the eye, smiled an evil smile and said:

"Sure, guys............NO PROBLEM!"