Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Today

I may not be in the best mood this afternoon. The day was going GREAT until I discovered that the little rugrats had followed me around the house destroying every attempt I had made to clean it.  Not only destroying my work, but adding their own little touches.  They had been in the back field, got muddy kicked off their shoes and socks and ditched their wet pants all over the living room. Then they watched a movie and ate caramel popcorn and punch - which they wanted to get for themselves. Next, they got the pillows out - because you can't watch a proper movie without a pile of pillows to jump on. Then they spread the mess upstairs. Finally, I took Kylie and her cousin to two different rooms and showed them the mess they left for me to clean up.  Spilled caramel popcorn all over the table, chair and floor, punch left spilt on the countertop.... Then I gave them a lecture about how I don't like to clean and that I am not Cinderella or the maid and I don't know why they find it necessary to follow me every where I go leaving destruction in their wake.  They looked very solemn so I left it at that.

Then I showered and got dressed and found that they had cleaned the entire main level - spick and span! THAT was AWESOME. I didn't even have to yell.  I'm going to try "expressing my feelings" more often :)

It kind of, almost put me in a better mood. Then the girls came upstairs and I made them brush their teeth.  Ammon was watching from the hall (I had just finished bathing and dressing him) and I went to make my bed. I heard them leave the bathroom so I finished making the bed and went to see if Ammon had found his way into the bathroom. Its amazing how much damage a little boy can do in less than a minute (literally). My first reaction was to cover my mouth, turn my head and muffle a very LOUD scream of frustration.  Then I looked at Ammon who was washing his hair (I guess I hadn't done it the way he wanted?), picked up the open bottle, started to undress him and decided through my tears that I should get the camera because someday I would find it funny.

When that day comes and I am in a better mood about my expensive shampoo being wasted (it was a gift!) then we will talk more about it.  But for now I am just hoping my day will get less messy.

2 comments:

  1. Ohhh, what a day! Hugs to you my friend!! What good girls you have. And I love the picture of Ammon, he is darling trying his best to wash his hair. I find myself watching Ben with new eyes now too, these little 16-month olds are getting so independent (I feel like calling mine a little "Taz"manian-devil with all the energy and stuff everywhere!) Indeed we'll laugh and our hearts will melt when we remember the moments with our little children. Way to survive! You deserve a treat and quiet moment too :)

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