Gotta love kids!

My two youngest grandchildren were over for supper last night, with their Mom. The older one was whine-y and cling-y from the get-go, and her Mom said she had been that way for most of the day. She didn't want to eat, which was fine. Then once we had finished eating and cleaned up, She started to throw up. What a mess! After, her Mom put her in the bathtub, while Grandpa cleaned up ( shampooed a part of the living room rug, and totally washed the kitchen floor) Then the smaller one decided that she wanted to climb in the tub, too. So what the heck, off with the clothes and into the tub, where after a couple of minutes she defecated. DD managed to get everyone cleaned up, the tub cleaned up, and both little girls into clean clothes--some of which belonged to Grandma. I still have to sterilize the toys that were in the tub, but my sympathy is all with my daghter, who announced as they were going out the door that it was a good thing the licquor store wasn't open. This really was one of those days that made you glad that younger women have kids.