Meet Sclutty

Hello new week! Hello Mom's leaving in two days! Hello let's clean things that haven't been cleaned in years because- in the 5 days she's gone- they may be noticed.

Really- what is wrong with me that I get like that?? Let's clean out the closet's! Let's organize the junk drawer!! Garage??? No problem!! And of course......fold the laundry. 

All because my brain will feel better if I'm gone and my pantry is organized. And we all know, any cleaning I do before the trip will be sooooo long gone by the time I return. Maybe if the things I tackle are obscure enough that nobody will touch them, and therefore be the only things left that are indeed cleaned when I get home- maybe I'll find comfort in it all then, and therefore my reasoning.

Whatever. I'm insane.

I love love love when my kiddos are on break. No needing to get out the door, or plan around their stuff. Just free to do as we please!

With that said- they watched tv, and I cleaned. Ha.

Violet dresses herself now.

She's really good at it.

Over breakfast Jack told Lucy she had to try putting syrup on her finger and tasting it because it tastes just like honey. 

I then offered him some honey. "No, I don't like honey."

Makes sense.

Also discussed at breakfast was that they were going to their grandparents this afternoon. 

"What?!! That's more exciting than squishing a bumble bee with my face!"

I'm sorry but, we have very different ideas of excitement. No thank you. 

Next sentence- "How did a bumble bee get dead?.....You squish it with a waffle."

Kids are terrible at jokes.

The rest of the morning was spent singing about Santa Clause coming to town, and asking me to stop singing whenever I joined in. I am determined to win them over. 

Lucy finally decided on a name for the puppy she's had for forever-

Meet Sclutty....

Next I gave the boy the wrong pillow when he asked me to hand him one.

Unforgivable. 

Then, I gave random things intense cleanings. In the process I found these in Jack's bed. 

To the untrained eye they are pieces of candy wrapper. To Jack they are a crab family he has lovingly cared for for over a week. So nice. 

Came down just in time to hear this as I came around the corner

And like a pack of hyenas, they gathered to steal the kill before I could take it away.

Around this time Jack randomly tells me he is never going to say potty words again. "Wow, buddy that is so awesome!" Lucy chimes in with, "me either, mom...... Actually, that's not true. I really like potty words"

Sigh.

OH MOM LOOK, CANDY!!

1. There goes my staaaaash.

2. Kids are resourceful. 

Next we picked up Uncle from work- who brought his bike with him. 

Jack struggles with new things.

Wrap up the day with trying to figure out ways to give all three the attention they each wanted. Ugh. Not sure I will ever go to sleep at night not feeling like I left someone out to give to someone else. Wah. 

Tucking Lucy in I found this on the wall.

"Oh, that's paper I was chewing and then threw because I heard you coming"

Oh, ok then. 

Goodnight, dear children, I'm off to tackle the laundry folding. This happens once every few months so, it will be the rest of my evening. Hoping the Olympics are entertaining!!