||I'm going to need a
vacation from my vacation. In fact I am looking into going to Atlanta after the semester
ends and surprise Jeff with a weekend getaway for the just the two of us. I was thinking
it could be part of his Christmas present. I haven't hammered out all the details yet but
I'm hoping things work out so we can go.
and planning this trip to Orlando is taking up alot of my time but I am hoping it is going
to pay off. My sister and I have been working hard, reading books, talking to frequent
Disney visitors, and surfing the net to help plan our trip. So far our plan is drive to
Orlando Saturday, Sea World on Sunday, Busch Gardens on Monday, Animal Kingdom and MGM on
Tuesday, Epcot on Wednesday, and the Magic Kingdom on Thursday and Friday. We have our
breakfast meals , snacks, and dinner for five nights planned. Tomorrow I am going to the
grocery and buying all the non-perishable items for the ten of us. A lot of work is going
into this trip to help make it go as smooth as possible, we even have planned the
itinerary for each day and what we are going to be riding first. The only thing we have
not set in stone is Tuesday night when we go to MGM, and our Epcot day since Elizabeth can
not ride most of the rides there. Two things I really want to do while I am there is go
shopping in Downtown Disney and meet Bobbi.
She is going to be staying in the same place we are so that really excites me. I was
thinking I could escape over to her place when the heathens start to push me over the
edge! I tried calling her tonight but she wasn't home. I left a message on her answering
machine, it probably sounds goofy as hell, and after she hears it she will probably
giggle. She sounds exactly the way I had imagined her voice though.
Today my house was like Grand
Central Station, and I spent the entire day in my pajamas. I even went to the bank in my
pajamas this morning. When I got up I got a shower, washed my hair and when I went to go
get something to wear I pulled out my brand new pajamas and put them on. I didn't intend
to wear them all day but with an influx of people coming out of the house I never had to
After getting back from the bank I
decided to work on my "to do list" that I write out each morning, so I got
heavily involved into cleaning and pulling out stuff we need for our trip when my sister
called to let me know she was coming by to drop off some brochures to read. Then Kathy
called begging me to watch her children so she could go work a few hours at the mall, like
a fool I said yes. Before I knew it all these people started to arrive at my house at the
same time. First Kathy showed up with her children thirty minutes early. I was still in my
pajamas. A few minutes later Mrs. Cool shows up with her new baby and then my sister.
Elizabeth then turned into "the evil one" and started being mean to Sydney,
Kathy's six month old. It was really odd because she usually adores Sydney, it's Savannah
that we sometimes have problems getting along with.
Kathy then left for work and
Mrs.Cool went to walk. It wasn't but ten minutes later when the Dentist's wife shows up to
pick up one of the kittens for her son. I was happy to get rid of one of the SIX cats we
now have. Then it happened, a total and sickening disaster. Savannah, Kathy's two year old
shit all over herself.
Before Kathy left I asked her if
Savannah had a diaper on. She told me "no, she's potty trained." I then reminded
her that the child had had an accident everytime she had been to my house. She assured me
that she wouldn't have an accident but if she did pee on herself that she had a set of
clean clothes for her to wear. I felt a little uneasy about the situation but tried to
respect Kathy's parenting.
Just like I suspected Savannah had
an accident, but it was worse than the average poop or pee, it was explosive diarrhea with
whole chunks of food in it. There was SHIT everywhere. It was all down her legs, up her
back, and up her front. I put her in our garden tub turned the water on while I stripped
her clothes off. Luckily my sister was here when this happened to help me watch the other
children. The poop was everywhere, all in my tub, big chunks of it too. I was gagging the
whole time, trying to keep from cussing or shaming the child in the process. I took her
panties off which was a task in and of itself because there was so much poop. I tried
washing it out in the toilet, but after three times of dunking and flushing, and me
eventually puking I through the damn panties away. I then bathed Savannah, who was covered
with shit. It was really gross how it was all stuck up in her vagina and all over her
skin. She didn't cry the first time during the whole ordeal and when I put on a diaper and
put her in a new outfit she said "thank you."
The day has been a little
exhausting, thankfully I'm still in my pajamas and I can go on and crawl into bed, but not
before I try to call Bobbi again.