Busy night tonight. Picked up the boys after work, and boy was I ever missing them. "The Cleaner" has a little stomach bug and just wanted to go home, so I planned to forgo our usual Wednesday night free concert in the park. "Bug Bites" was pretty upset about that so I planned to ask my friend if she would still bring him down. Unfortunately before we could go home we had to stop at the laundromat to wash my clothes. While the clothes were washing we ran to the store for some necessities and then it was off to home. The boys were watching a movie while I cooked dinner and that's when the little one started slapping his brother. After being asked to stop many times I told him he couldn't go to the concert. And that's when all hell broke lose. He comes running into the kitchen crying and I'm trying to drain pasta and not spill boiling water on him so I just keep saying "get out of the kitchen before you get burned". I pushed him away from my leg and he's standing next to the stove and screams "I'm not going to get burned!" and slaps his hand down on the hot burner. Turns out he was wrong... he did get burned. "Dr. Mom" jumps into action, hand straight under cold water. Then I put a sock on his hand to keep him from touching stuff (it's a clean sock, even though it doesn't look like it in this picture). Dinner followed by a trip to Walmart for supplies.
With all of this excitement, you can imagine what the house still looks like.
Living Room
A fresh batch of laundry baskets. I wonder how many days these will stick around for. Shoes and Walmart bags scattered in front of the door. And it would appear that I'm still sleeping on the couch, but the sheets are really still there for "The Cleaner" while he's sick.
Kitchen
The scene of the incident. It's hard to believe that a meal was actually prepared in here, but it was. I swear I had every intention to clean up while I was cooking and they were eating dinner. If you look closely on the counter next to the stove you'll see the cleaning supplies that I took out. Instead, we have this disaster.
Dining Room
Since we did actually end up eating before rushing to Walmart we are left with this mess in here.
Bathroom
At least one room is still clean.
Back Room
This one hasn't changed either.
Kids Room
If their beds were made it would look very clean in here too.
My Room
It's a pretty sad state of affairs when my room qualifies as one of the cleanest rooms in the house.
After sharing this with you I have to say that I'm pretty embarrassed about it. Ugh, what a disaster. I swear that it will be noticeably cleaner by tomorrow.
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