Oh the joys of Motherhood

So the baby is screaming, the doorbell rings (it is my friends SIL dropping off her little girl) I grab Lyndi out of the exersaucer run to get the door and in my friendly way invite everyone in. I am sure to their horror they point out that I have baby poop all the way up my arm and Lyndi is covered from her waist all the way up her back! How do I not notice this? I was only holding her a few seconds but still, yuck! She offers to help but I politely shoo her out the door explaining that this is a daily occurrence here. And no I did not bother to take a picture of that. Just before then the other little girl runs in the house yelling that the dog is eating a bird and runs back out to save it! I go to inspect the situation and sure enough the dog is nuzzling (not eating!) a dead bird. Gross, gross, gross! What to do, I can't leave it there so I go to grab a grocery sack thinking I'll use the shovel and throw it away. Wait, that won't work because I cant hold open the sack and then I would have to carry it to the garbage, yuck! OK, grab the kitchen garbage can (that needs to go out anyway) get the shovel, eeeew, the bird is newly dead as in not stiff yet which makes it even harder to scoop up. Triple gross again! At the same time I am having to explain to the two little ones watching me that the birdie went to heaven, even though its eyes are still open. Can I just say good job to my dog. Finally she does something about the bird problem plaguing my house. Although I am not convinced she did it, maybe it fell out of our tree, who knows! It's only 10:30 so I'm not sure what to expect for the rest of the day, let's hope it's much more uneventful. By the way, Mom, I found a 22 lb. turkey, aren't you proud of me! I dug to the very bottom of the freezer and scored the biggest turkey they had. I don't know why but I always feel like I win the lottery when I get that bird!