The Gross, the disgusting, and the just plain messy

That sums up the start of our summer vacation. And before I elaborate, I have to say that I fully understand why mom packed Ed and Bill up and drove from Ohio to Tennessee. If it had been me, I'm not sure if I would have brought the kids with me at all. Friday was not our best day, I'll sum up the worst of it for you. Davin pooped his pants (yes, he's 4 1/2) because Eme followed him into the bathroom with the carton of eggs (thankfully there were only 5 eggs left), and proceeded to break them onto the tile floor, all whilst I was taking a shower. All I could think when I saw the mess was "well, at least it wasn't my shag carpet". I did call Eric right away to tell him that when he got home he might find either: me in the corner surrounded by empty ice cream containers and cookie crumbs, or the children missing, I wasn't sure yet how the day would proceed from those auspicious beginnings. Neither was the case, and our day did NOT get any worse.