It took us all morning to get the rooms clean. Jacki had so much drama, "I can't clean my room by myself. It's too hard." Wes helped clean his room more than she helped do hers, and of course that totally wore me out.
I got on the computer to respond to an email....5 minutes tops. The kids went upstairs to the kitchen. Jacki told me she wanted some yogurt. She can handle that by herself. I heard the microwave and asked what she was putting in the microwave. She said yogurt and apples, so I went in there. The oven was on and heating up to 275 degrees. There was an apple in there that was sitting on the bottom and burned where it was sitting. I opened the freezer to get them a Creamie, and there was a large bowl in there with yogurt and oatmeal. Then, there was oatmeal and yogurt all over the floor (How far can one little container of yogurt go?) Ty's going to be mad that the kitchen is a disaster when we just cleaned it....welcome to my world. I can only imagine what they've done in the time while I've been writing this, but I didn't want to forget!! At least Wes is strapped in eating his Creamie, so the worst that he can do is have ice cream in his hair, outfit, chair, table, rug....do I dare look?
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