Last night, during Cece's bath, I ask Carl to get pajamas and diapers ready. Normally this is done beforehand, but last night being the disorderly evening it was, I was ready to take her out of her bath but didn't have anything to put on her. As I wrap her in her towel and carry her to the couch to snuggle while we wait, Carl comes back into the room and tosses a diaper and a pair of Cecce's jammies at me.
Me: Wait, can you grab diapers for C&A, too?
Carl: There aren't any more.
Carl: There aren't any more. That was the last one.
Carl: There aren-
Me: I HEARD YOU! THERE AREN'T ANYMORE?
So, we came to the conslusion that one of us needed to run down to the little grocery here and grab a small package to make it through the next few days. I buy giant boxes of diapers at Costco, but didn't plan on going to town until Wednesday or Thursday.
Well, would you know, as I got up this morning I remembered. We had no diapers. We had forgotten to go get them last night. I did discover three in the diaper bag, but that still means I will be making a trip somewhere with all three kids JUST TO GET DIAPERS. Does not make me happy. It completely makes sense to just go to Costco and pick up the other things we need from there as well, but I need time. I plan what I need to buy. If I just GO, I'll forget numerous things we need and still have to go later in the week. Sigh. Oh well, it's a gray, crappy day again so I guess it doesn't matter if we're in the car or in the house.
I'm off to fill sippy's with milk. Oh, the start of another day.