Wild Wednesday

WEll I got up this morning after calling in sick yesterday, and as I said the house was destroyed. I spent and hour and a half doing a job that normally takes me 30min in the morning. Good thing the girls were both at school as mommy was not a happy camper. There was crap scattered form one end of the kitchen to the other, and in the playroom was a plate (we are only supposed ot eat in the kitchen), that someone had eaten something sticky off of and sat on the train table where it was upside down and partially stuck to the table. I still need to mop the floor which I am off to do as soon as I get done here. The bathroom smelled like pee, I suspect that the three year old peed on the floor and it was left uncleaned. You couldnt even see the counters in the kitchen for all the crap sitting on them. It was frustrating. But I got it all cleaned up, and the floors all vaccumed.
As the girls got home, H was ready to make here valentine mailbox for school tomorrow, so I decided we would get some wrapping paper and turn it on the white side and use my valentine stamps to make a cute box, well of course L wanted to do it to. This was one of those ideas that seems good at the time until you are done and have to deal with the mess. When she was done there was blue stampin up ink everywhere. Now for those of you who have used stampin up before you know that it does not wash off of skin very easily, so she will be blue for a few days. And she got it all over her shirt. I am doubtful it will come out. When she was done, as I was cleaning the mess, I looked at her and she had wiped her blue fingers all over her face, which was now blue as well. I told her to go wash her hands. Notice I said go wash her hands. Well I was listening and the water just kept running and running, so I asked her what she was doing. She was washing the walls and her hair with the handsoap. GREAT! We were to leave in 20 minutes for cheerleading and she was soaked and her hair was covered with hand soap. They joys of a three year old. I am sure that somewhere in her three year old brain that was a good idea, but no where in my 32 year old brain was this good. I got her cleaned up and sent her off to find clothes, sending Hailee to help her. WEll she come downstiars 10 mintues later with no pants and no panties on. So I send her back up, and the whinning starts. At this point I started to look for my keys to leave, I looked everywhere. I thought I remembered seeing G with them at one point so I looked all the palces a one year old would think to put them. AT 6:05 we were supposed to be there at 6:00, I finally thought to look in the kithchen trash and guess what they were there. Man glad I looked before the trash got taken out, tomorrow is trash day and iI would have never seen them again. Off to cheerleading we went. For our hour and half worth of pure hell. G was climbing on everything, and I chased him the entire time. by the time we got home I was done for the day. Good thing it was bed time. Now I must go do my daily maid duty and clean up the kitchen from dinner and mop the nasty floor. Till next time remember to hug and kiss your family and tell them you love them, today is gone and tomorrow may never come....................

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