A Crappy Sunday

This past Sunday (12/28/08) was a day to remember and forget. Unfortunately, I have no pictures or proof to indict the two little scoundrels, so you'll have to take my word for it. It was a typical Sunday morning, and Jami and I tried to get that extra 30 minutes of sleep. Yeah, we try but typically fail. Sunday mornings are a challenge, since church begins at 10:00 AM (really 9:46 AM but we skip the morning songs). The girls need to eat, take a nap, and it takes us 15 to 20 minutes to walk to church. So that means we need to be out the door around quarter to 10.

We decided to give the monkeys some french toast sticks and sausage. Jami loves to encourage the girls to eat, even if it is super messy. So the first incident was that syrup was EVERYWHERE! Then the "genius twins" decide that syrup in the hair would be totally awesome. So now we have dirty little girls that need a bath before church. The time line is now officially running off course. Please note Squid's "up do" below.



We are both thinking, throw them in the tub, get them dressed, Jami will get ready while I watch the girls and take a quick shower...maybe we can get back on schedule. So we throw them in the tub, and when we are done we notice a King Size Snickers bar floating in the tub. At first I thought...YUM a little post Christmas gift until I realized what it really was. You see the "peanuts" were really corn kernels. Now the girls have only pooped in the tub a few times, but Sunday really didn't need to be one of those days.

Okay, let's get them out of the tub, clean the tub, get diapers on them and then get going! Nope.

Jami went to diaper the girls while I got the privilege of scooping the chocolate bar and floaters out of the tub. As I'm having fun doing that, I hear..."JOHN!!!". I run to the girls' room and see Jami holding Addy...another monster turd is on the floor and Addy's feet are full of poop. When Jami was putting a diaper on Sid, she heard, "UUNNNNGGGG!!!". She turned, saw a man-size turd flying out of Addy's ass and now we are screwed. So now I'm running to find something to wipe Addy's feet off, but the wet cloth I'm using is useless. Too much poop on her feet. Why did she decide to stomp on the log she just laid? I don't know...must be a Wendling thing?

As I'm wiping her feet, poop is now dripping onto the hallway rug. So there is poop every-friggin'-where. Jami then throws Addy in the tub again, I'm swearing and yelling, Sid is running around crying because I'm yelling. All FUN at the Chung house this past Sunday.

At least I made it to church. The Chung ladies stayed home.

How Many Christmases Can Two Monkeys Have?

Addy and Sid had their own version of Hanukkah, but it was more like five crazy days of gifts. There were Christmas celebrations with Jami's parents, Dave/Em, Neha, my brother's family, and finally with John's parents. There are a host of pictures at:
http://picasaweb.google.com/jchungum/AddySid12_22_2008#
http://picasaweb.google.com/jchungum/AddySid12_14_2008#

Here are a few highlights!

Christmas with Jami's Parents - I swear I've spent hours upon hours stopping the girls from touching this damn tree.


All sorts of goodies!!!


Christmas at My Brother's - Uh, note the bow on Clara's head


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Christmas at John's Parents - The girls won't wear those slippers!


Sid's Christmas Shiner - Should I ever trust my parents to take care of the girls again?!? Sid actually bled twice this week, but she's tough! She also had a cut lip last night when she face planted. My t-shirt looks like I was in a fight.


Last One - Melissa & Doug fruit from Dave/Em

Playing in the Leaves

First of all, it is very sad that I can't blog a bit more. Our family's new phrase is "survival"...and sometimes survival doesn't allow for tons of blogging time. Anyway, enough of the excuses.

So we spent our Thanksgiving in Iowa. It was very nice because the girls slept in each morning until at least 8 AM. Maybe it was the fresh air? Lack of an "El" train flying by every six minutes? We really don't know, but it was very nice because we were up late every night catching up with friends, playing games, going to the bar, and whatever else normal people without kids do.

It is sad that our girls don't have a lawn to play in every day. We are scared to take the girls to Grant Park because of all the dog urine and crap. So all you that have a clean lawn, count your blessings. Grandpa Mort and I took the girls out back and played in the leaves. They loved it! A few pics:

The Monsters on the Lawn
Grandpa Bring More Leaves!!!
We Need a Lawn!