I'm T...I..Double "er"...D

See? I'm so tired I can't even spell. So, the moving is going well - and by well I mean that we have moved over most of alex's toys and that is pretty much it. The good news is, because of this, alex loves the "new house" and begs to go over there all the time. The bad news is I have no idea how we are going to get this all done. I was hoping I could pack some boxes today and this is how far I got: I leave the kids in the living room while I go in to my bedroom to get the packing tape, alex pushes the baby over so I have to go and put him in timeout (timeout ended up being about 15 minuets because that's how long it took him to sit still for 1 minuet straight), Chio poops in her diaper so I change her, alex needs to go to the bathroom and wants me to sit in there with him so I do, while we were in the bathroom Chio knocked over alexs snack (by tugging on the table cloth) so he has a fit while I get him another one and has to go to timeout again, he sits down to eat his snack while I take Chio in with me to pack a box, I have to go to the bathroom so I set her down on the floor in my room and use my toilet, as I walk out I grab the packing tape and look over to see what alex is doing and this is what I see
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Then I gave up. I decided that I would just clean the apartment which is easier to interrupt with the periodic "hold me" *tear* moments and I can still supervise my house getting trashed so I don't have to worry about the inconvenience of just happening upon it.

The story of the oreos.

When alex is sick I let him pick out one snack at the store that he can have after he takes his medicine if he drinks all the medicine, doesn't complain, doesn't cry, and doesn't spit it out. After taking both sick kids to two different pharmacies and still having no medication (one of the prescriptions we needed was rare) I sent Alex to get the medicine while I stayed at the "new house" with the sleeping kids and cleaned. Alex heard me talking to alex about the snack he was going to pick out and decided that he would get alex the snack for him. Coincidently, Alex picked out Oreos, his favorite (Alex's) and brought home two bags. My son is purely a social Oreo eater; meaning that he will eat them when dad is if there is milk dipping involved (how can you beat being allowed to play with food?) but that is pretty much it. Chio and I can not eat them (even though I want to and would love to and Chio has basically said she would too), we have to refrain. Which leads me to wonder if the kids were even considered in this purchase that was supposedly for them, and if Alex knew what would happen to an unattended bag and that is why he had the foresight to keep one bag safely in his car? .....So alex did end up throughly enjoying his bag to the point of its being empty and because of this I ended up taking one car load of stuff over to the house because I had to get the vacuum after this - I just couldn't stand it - and I didn't want to waste a trip.

Great News.....the kids have now been on antibiotics long enough that they aren't contagious and we're not sick, Yea! AND we can get people to watch our kids without getting their kids sick.