The Purinton Family: Why wouldn't you?

See these sweet little girls?

Don't they look so innocent?

Aren't they just the cutest little things?

Are you sensing any sarcasm from me yet?

*these were taken at Grandma Pf's on Easter*

Here is a not-so-little story about our evening of Tuesday, April 2, 2013.

Our NOT April Fools Day.

Royce got sick on Easter morning and stayed pretty sickly until Wednesday after. So things were hectic around our house for a couple days trying to stay caught up with everyone. There was no school Monday but Tuesday we were back to our routines. Isaac took a bath before pre-school and as instructed, he had washed himself, drained the tub, dried off, and gotten dressed without any help from me. Such a big help! Great day at school. Chloe had wanted Chinese food for a while so when I picked the older two up from After School Care I drove to the mall and they were excited to pick up food to take home.

In the mean time at home, a sickly Royce was trying to chase Amelia & Caroline. While he had one of them on the potty the other had been in and out of the bathroom as well. Then both girls ended up on Amelia's bed and when Royce checked on them they said "No no!" shaking their fingers at him, "Out!". So he listened and hobbled back to the couch. Why wouldn't you listen to two girls hiding out in a bedroom? A few minutes passed and Royce realized they must have been up to no good. Upon entering the bedroom he found that they had emptied Isaac's body wash all over Amelia's pillow, comforter, sheets, and themselves. *A few weeks ago the girls had squeezed body wash all over our bathroom floor so all body wash now stays up high, out of reach. But since Isaac had bathed and dressed himself I did not get his wash put up.* So Royce put the girls in the bathtub and all of their clothes & bedding downstairs for when I got home.

The kids and I enjoyed our Chinese food--we have really good eaters in this family. The twins ate first and were first cleaned up and away from the table. I was still in the kitchen cleaning up when Caroline came running down the hallway into the kitchen REALLY telling me a story (in her own words) and shaking her finger towards the bathroom. She was tattling and she knew it! What do my eyes see when I follow her to the bathroom? Amelia holding Isaac's sopping wet pajamas that she had just lifted out of the toilet water. Upon seeing me she dropped them on her feet & the rugs on the floor. Why wouldn't you put your brother's pajamas in the toilet? Caroline's hands were wet too even though she had done the tattling. Back into the bathtub for the girls, but at this point I thought to myself "that's okay, at least they can sit and play in the bathtub for 20 minutes or so while I finish cleaning up and change laundry".

While I ran the new dirty clothes & rugs downstairs the girls sat in the tub and played as I hadn't washed them yet. I came back into the bathroom to see Amelia standing up and pooping. Why wouldn't you poop in the bathtub? Ugh! I picked her up & set her on the toilet, grabbed Caroline out to start draining the tub, got all the toys out & washed the tub so I could start bath #3 for the night. I kept Amelia sitting on the toilet while I washed Caroline head-to-toe, not leaving her side, getting her right back out of the tub and wrapping her in her pink towel. At that point Amelia was done on the toilet and she got down. I took Caroline into their bedroom to get a bedtime diaper but Caroline wouldn't let me put it on her without her cream so we went back into the bathroom to get the cream. I wrapped one naked girl up in the pink towel and put the other naked girl into the bathtub. Back into the bedroom, I squeezed cream onto my fingers and unwrapped the pink towel only to realize there was no diaper rash and the child had dry hair. I had the wrong kid. Amelia was wrapped up in Caroline's towel and Caroline was back in the tub apparently enjoying bath #4. Why wouldn't you take four baths in one night?

At this point I was overcome with laughter and couldn't stop. I carried Amelia back into the bathroom so she could take bath #3 and I got Caroline back out. Oh my. I know it's hard to tell them apart but they sure fooled me. I got Caroline creamed, diapered, and into her pajamas and took her straight to Royce, Chloe, and Isaac and said "KEEP HER. DO NOT LET HER DOWN!" I finished Amelia's bath and I can honestly say if I hadn't have switched the girls at the end I probably would have let the night be ruined in frustration but instead I was able to laugh. Why wouldn't you? If they could only verbalize what they really thought of the night (and of me) they would have quite the story to tell.

Ironically, my friend who has three very young children posted this picture immediately after I had sat down for the night. I couldn't have said it better myself.

This tiny army is the best thing that has every happened to me but boy-oh-boy do they keep me on my toes. I love them dearly and I love them for their fiesty nature. And that they are.

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Here are a few more pictures from the farm.