Scott's adventures

This is a family blog.
Having said that, I feel it only appropriate that I document not only my activities with the kids
but Scott's adventures as well.
And yesterday was just that: an adventure.
My loverly hubby woke up early with the kids, encouraging me to sleep in.
This was nice until I woke up and found that sometime that morning, unbeknownst to me, a tornado had ripped through our living room, leaving toys, socks, panties and food in it's wake.
Oh brother.
He then watched them yet again so I could go to Real Deals.
I selected an amazing clock I'd had my eye on (yes Sierra, that one) with a gift card that Scott had "coincidentally" put the exact right amount on.
Thank you honey.
Upon my return, Scott then sweetly volunteered to take the kids to the movies.
Where the Wild Things Are was playing at McMenamins.
At 3:00. Scott took Ryan with a bag of snacks and drinks to the show.
They didn't return until 7:00!
Come to find out, Ryan only made it through half of the movie (Scott said she couldn't follow the storyline and grew bored) so he took her to Joann's instead?
He thought he would find a craft that Ryan and I could do together once he starts school (awww).
However, once they reached the store, the bathroom was calling.
They filed into the restroom after a man that, and I quote, "crapped a cow."
Apparently the stench was so nauseating that Ryan began to dry heave, then promptly threw up her lunch of pepperoni pizza on Scott's shirt.
Then the combination of vomit and old-man poo was too much for him and he barfed as well.
This he told us after returning home with Ryan and necklace-making materials in tow.
However, before regaling us with his account, he went out the car to find all those craft materials (because Ryan had insisted on holding them and then lost them) only to find his best flashlight burned out.
So defeated, he came upstairs to lie on the couch where he quickly received an elbow to the crotch from a clumsy 3-year-old.
And yet, he remained upbeat, albeit smelly and hurting.
We love you Scotty.
You are a great daddy and husband.