Just one of those days!

Today started off like any other...baby boy up at the crack of dawn, big sister not too far behind.  Tried moving to the couch to get a little extra sleep after baby boy got his bottle and fell back asleep only to hear him start fussing a few minutes later due to his first poop of the day waiting for me in his diaper.  However, my lovely wife got up at this point to get ready for work and informed of the morning poop and was nice enough to deal with it so I could try to get that little bit of extra sleep, but just as I shut my eyes again who do I hear through the monitor but daddy's little girl with her usual morning wake up call of, "daaaady, I'm awaaaaake."  So I gave up on that extra sleep and started the day.  Things went pretty smooth until we got back from my daughter's ballet class.  Baby brother played his part perfectly by staying awake in the car on the way home from sister's class, having his lunch when we got home and then taking his bottle and going down for his afternoon nap.  Usually after brother goes down sister is right behind after having her lunch, but not today.  She just wanted no part of her nap so it took me about an hour to finally get her down, and then as I finally flopped back down on the couch who wakes up, baby boy.  So I officially gave up on getting any rest for myself and grabbed baby boy for some snuggle time.  After that I put him in the exersaucer for a couple minutes to get some laundry done and when I get back to him what do you know...a total assplosion.  All the way out of his diaper and up his back.  I think I need to just get rid of that exersaucer because it is basically ex-lax for that boy, every time he is in that thing the poops just flow.  However this one had the extra umph to rocket out of his diaper and almost up to his ears.  So I give brother a quick bath and then realize all his clothes are in sister's room, and we don't want to wake her up so we go outside for a quick air dry session, and when I come back in my daughter is standing in the middle of the kitchen in a puddle of her own pee.  She will be 4 in just a few months and totally knows how to go potty all by herself, so I don't know if she got scared because she couldn't find me right away when she woke up or what.  Guess she knew it was just one of those days!