Long Morning

Yesturday was a long day. It was a "no" day, the first one that we've ever had but still it made for a very unproductive day. After Grace went to bed last night I thought that she was in bed for good. Not so. She graced us with her presence around three am.
Me being the very tired and wonderful wife, kicked Stu out of bed to deal with her but in his tired state he just brought her into our bed and then went to sleep on the couch.
It was a long night. Grace wanted to sleep as close to me as possible and almost got me off the bed a few times. When I woke up this morning, I was not in the best of moods. Translation: a tyrannousaurs rex is probably more cheerful. That all changed however when I looked over at Grace and realized that she'd removed her diaper at some point during the night.
Thinking quickly, I forced her into a diaper and plopped her infront of Arthur. I stripped the bed and then called my Dad to ask him how best to clean pee off of a matress. I love my Dad very much and think he's the greatest Dad ever but apparently he just wasn't around all those times my brothers and I never made it to the toilet. After a quick conversation of "I don't know, I never had to deal with this, try baking soda." I got the matress cleaned. (Quick note. Baking soda does remove all bad smells from matresses.)
After quickly pouring a bath I dumped Grace in. She was confused as to why she was having a bath first thing in the morning. She then started whining because she wanted breakfast. Howlering to Stu I asked if he could watch Grace while I made breakfast. Stu reply was "No I'm so tired. Can you turn down the sun?"
Okay.
Once Grace decided that her hunger out weighed her love of the bath, I dressed her, whipped up some scrambled eggs and told her to eat. I had to run and get the laundry washed because our building was turning off the water all day and I kinda like to sleep in non-pee covered sheets.
I had almost made it to the door when Grace noticed me and barricaded the door. After much convincing, nagging and hoofing Stuart off the couch I left them reading a story together.
With only twenty mintues to spare I got the laundry in the wash and made it back in time to make juice, fill the water jug and explain to Stu that he needed to shower now if he wanted to get clean.
After he showered I informed him that all towels of any shape and size were in the wash.
Fortunately, it seems that all the major drama was over before nine this morning. The rest of the day went as quietly as it could for the Watt house.
Tonight we plan on duct taping Grace's diaper on.