Yesterday, I ran around attempting to clean up the disaster my children created in my living room.
I would pick something up and put it in it's place only to find four more toys taking it's spot on the floor.
I broke down and sent the kids to Caleb's room while I picked up.
I was vacuuming when Caleb came running in, wearing only a shirt and soaking wet.
"What did you do?" I asked, knowing I really didn't want the answer.
"I took a bath!"
I ran to the bathroom and was greeted by water standing about half an inch thick.
The bucket they got from the Easter bunny was in the sink, still half full of water.
He had been filling it and pouring it over his head.
In the middle of the bathroom.
No more than two feet from the bathtub.
I threw a towel down and went searching for Easter chocolate...
3 comments:
Sounds like a page right out of my book. Seriously..stuff like that happens ALL.THE.TIME. at my house! Chocolate always makes me feel a little better!
too funny! hey, at least he was clean.
I'm so sorry for you! I hate a mess like that.
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