The toddler diaries-'tractor tales'

Decided to go to Tesco this morning on the hunt for big cardboard boxes to make a tractor. Bethany adorned herself appropriately for the occasion, complete with beads, bracelet and pink handbag. Once Josh had taken off his Incredible suit that just left him with lots of felt tip on his face - impossible to remove, just have to wait until it wears off. I looked no better, on walking into Tesco I realised that I hadn't looked in the mirror that morning and wasn't sure if I'd brushed my hair, probably not. Added to which my fleece was covered in baby puke, need to remember to wash it before I wear it again!! Caleb was the only one who really looked presentable.

Manage to pick up a few items from the store, including some big cardboard boxes from the veg. department, before Joshua needs a wee, of course located at the opposite end of the store and no you can't take your shopping with you. Unload shopping, head for disabled toilet,( the only one we can all fit in), and relieve small person.

Arrive back home, walk in door switch on oven and make cake with Joshua and Bethany. Caleb is still fast asleep in his car seat. Sort out lunch, eat half a sandwich, feed Caleb and ice cake. Put washing away, open machine to hang out wet washing, realise some helpful person has switched of machine mid cycle, reset machine. Decide to dash up to shops whilst it is sunny, to dodge April showers and purchase glue to make tractor. Before leaving the children do a corporate poo. Set off to the shops and realise Bethany is now wearing trousers, a t-shirt, a dress and a jumper, but don't really care. Have however remembered to brush hair and wipe cake mixture of Joshua's face. Get half way to shops and it starts raining, return home in a thunder storm and all get completely soaked.

Change clothes, and start making tractor while Bethany smears blue Prit Stick over the window. Time to feed Caleb again, so thought I'd combine it with blogging. I think I'd better stop, Bethany is removing her nappy as I type and her bottom is, in her words, "making noises". Not really a fan of removing excrement from the carpet, though it is one of my many talents. Bbetter deal with the child before it is too late. Just in case you're wondering, the brown stains all over our carpet have nothing to do with Bethany!!!