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I am currently co-sleeping with my son, Stephen, in my bed (due to him waking frequently in the night), and my husband is currently co-sleeping with our daughter, Alex, due to lack of room in our bed.

4am - I am awoken by the sound of Alex screaming. It seems she has puked. Jason is taking care of this (seeing as how he was puked on), so I go back to sleep.

5am - Alex puking again.

6am - Alex puking again.

10am - Alex puking again.

I'm meeting a friend for brunch, so I get to escape the insanity.

12pm - I get a call from Jason. It seemed that Alex has somehow armed our security system which was a part of our house when we bought it (which we never use) and alarms are going off, and do I know where we may have put the manual? Of course I don't. That would require a level of organization in my house, that just doesn't exist. Yet :)

12:30pm - I get a call from Jason tell me that he's ripped wires out of the walls in efforts to get it to stop, but was unsuccessful, and that he doesn't know where the baby has wandered off to, and that somehow Alex has sprinkled pancake mix everywhere upstairs. I suggest that maybe he should find the baby, and try calling the alarm system people.

1:30pm - I get home. There is chaos. Alarms are going off. Children are running wild. There is the faint odor of puke and poop permeating through-out the house. First thing's first... I get the baby to sleep and Jason continues to fuck with the alarm (Jason had ripped the wailing siren wire out of the wall, however we still had all the door alarms going off). Next thing is to get Alex to bed. We side-step the pile of pancake mix on the rug, because frankly, that does not even register on my priority list at the moment.

2pm - Alex falls asleep. Jason gives up, and lets me try to deal with it. I call the security company. Of course it's Sunday and they're closed, but there's the 24-hour monitoring number. I call and get directed to an after-hours residencial number. The nice gentleman on the phone calmly explains how to remove the back-up battery, and specifically which wire needs to be ripped out in order to shut the system down.

The whole thing takes about 10 minutes. Jason's been struggling with this for 2 hours.

I really don't understand why he didn't just call the security company and ask for help.

I really think his problem solving skills need a bit of work.

In other news the phantom pisser has struck again.

Next on my list - clean up the pancake mix once Alex wakes up; see if I can't remove the puke/poop/cat-piss smell; and take a nap myself.

It's hard to believe the day is really only half done!


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Mar. 29th, 2009 09:26 pm (UTC)
"somehow Alex has sprinkled pancake mix everywhere upstairs."
I seriously burst out laughing at that one :-P
Mar. 30th, 2009 12:16 am (UTC)
So did I! I couldn't help but wonder how in the world she'd managed to get her hands on pancake mix, and even more importantly, how did it get upstairs in her bedroom!
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Mar. 30th, 2009 12:16 am (UTC)
Yes. Yes exactly. It's just kind of... unbelievable.
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Mar. 30th, 2009 12:18 am (UTC)
Well, the house was built in 2002, so I'm guessing it's that old. The thing is, while the alarm is built into the house, we didn't pay a subscription fee to the monitoring company... so technically we have no support and no one will come if we were to call.

Clearly this is akin to asking for directions, except in this case it's instructions. Suddenly I'm not surprised any more. He doesn't read instructions either; why would he ask for instruction? :P
Mar. 30th, 2009 12:43 am (UTC)
I'm glad you are laughing because as much as all this sucks it is pretty funny.
Hopefully the kids will be feeling better pdq and things will be back to norm.
When I got home today my house smelled like the inside of Tara's butt. :(((
It still does I think I've just gotten used to it over the day.
Mar. 30th, 2009 01:48 am (UTC)
She hasn't been sick since this morning, so we're actually considering she may have just eaten something bad. She has no other signs of illness.

Addressing house smells is annoying. And difficult. For exactly the reason you mentioned!
Apr. 3rd, 2009 05:43 pm (UTC)
Ya know...
I am currently sleeping with my son...
and my husband is currently sleeping with our daughter.

With lines like that, you'd think this entry was locked to friends only. I can imagine what happens when some dork googles for something like that one day.

Sorry, I just found the wording humorous, knowing how people think. heh.

Apr. 3rd, 2009 10:59 pm (UTC)
Haha! You're right though, edited to say "co-sleeping" :P

Edited at 2009-04-03 11:00 pm (UTC)
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