so I was having a really good day, I went grocery shopping with the kids and everybody lived, I scored pretty big at the goodwill, I was even far enough under budget with the groceries that I splurged on a coffee. Everything was awesome! But then... I got home (insert spooky voice)! I was trying valiantly to put the food away when The two year old became obsessed with drinking my heavy cream and, of course, spilled it. While I was cleaning that, my 8 year old thought that throwing our new bag of salt at her brother was a "good idea", except, the bag EXPLODED! And while that was being cleaned the two year old
gets into the blue berries and, yep, spilled them as well! So while THAT was being cleaned the two year old grabbed my deodorant and managed to crumble it ALL OVER the livingroom carpet and use my brush to grind it in.... you know, for good measure!!! Of course there was a couple poopy diapers thrown in there, the baby needed to nurse and the kids picked that moment to ask for a "snack"... and, no, the food STILL wasn't put away! Anywho, by this point I'm about to explode (like the bag of salt.) So I go to my room, close the door and start praying, because I'm about to do something that I know I'll regret. all of a sudden, I was given a peace and a realization that it's just a lot of small, silly stuff and it's not worth stressing over. At least I have a good reason why dinner won't be done when hubby gets home from work.
gets into the blue berries and, yep, spilled them as well! So while THAT was being cleaned the two year old grabbed my deodorant and managed to crumble it ALL OVER the livingroom carpet and use my brush to grind it in.... you know, for good measure!!! Of course there was a couple poopy diapers thrown in there, the baby needed to nurse and the kids picked that moment to ask for a "snack"... and, no, the food STILL wasn't put away! Anywho, by this point I'm about to explode (like the bag of salt.) So I go to my room, close the door and start praying, because I'm about to do something that I know I'll regret. all of a sudden, I was given a peace and a realization that it's just a lot of small, silly stuff and it's not worth stressing over. At least I have a good reason why dinner won't be done when hubby gets home from work.