Happy Memory

About a year and a half ago, in Feb 2008, I was in the thick of it with Austin and poop messes. I seem to post about poop a lot, but contrary to my intro, this is not about poop. I had given Austin a shower to clean him up and he was laying on my bed naked while I tended quickly to Jack. Well, while he was waiting, he decided to pee on my bed (I had JUST changed the sheets)! My washing machine can't handle our comforter, so I got the kids dressed and packed my car up for an adventure trip to the local laundromat. This wouldn't be post-worthy not, but for me to tackle this 18 months ago was a huge milestone...for all of us!

There we were in the most God-awful place, surrounded by the sketchiest group of people. But this post isn't about that either. It's a memory of me and Austin, working together as a team and being on our best behavior to make it work...to get us all out of there alive.

It was the first time Austin stepped up and became my "helper." He obeyed when I told him to stay close to Jack in the stroller. He listened to me when I told him "no running, no walking out the door (left WIDE open b/c there was no A/C in the place and we'd hit an all-time HIGH for Feb), and he sat quietly as I read him the several books I'd packed for our outing.

I rewarded him with a vending machine lunch: an ice cream sandwich. He loved it. I will remember him forever in that place, happy as could be wearing his cowboy boots and shorts with a face covered in ice cream.