To whom it may concern: you can send my Nobel Peace Prize in the mail.
Why should I qualify for the Nobel Peace Prize, you ask?
Oh, no big deal. It’s just that I took all 4 kids to the pool the other day- unassisted- and actually sat still for TWENTY-ONE minutes. Yes, I counted. And No, the kids weren’t duct-taped to a beach chair. And for those 21 minutes, there was absolute peace.
Of course, minute 22 balanced us out. That was the minute where Caramia had a blow-out in her swim diaper. And anyone who’s ever used a swim diaper knows that they are as effective in containing…um…blow-outs as plastic wrap is in containing chili.
You’re welcome for the visual.
And then she sat in Judah’s bumbo, squeezing the whole mess out into his bowl-shaped seat.