Why I get nothing done

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?

Helpers

Last Saturday Ty started a loft building project in the garage to give us more storage space. He is very handy. He got two little helpers that came with the project. Jacki didn't want to get her clothes dirty, so she thought she could just wear her underwear out there. We told her to find her pants that had holes in them. Instead, she took out all of her summer clothes, clothes that we are saving because they are too big, and her floor was covered. Wes didn't care that he had a sopping wet (and poopy) diaper and wanted to go right out with Ty. He was really mad at me for changing him....what a mean mom to not let him run around with a wet diaper. I really can't believe it doesn't bother him. Wes crawled all around the garage and got dirty and was so excited to be out. Jacki tried riding her bike in the garage, which didn't really work since there were engines, boards, saws, etc. What was I doing while all this was happening...cooking, and I thought I'd hurry and get in a shower, but I only got half of my legs shaved before I heard screaming. Wes was grumpy, so Ty had sent him inside. Despite all of this, Ty got most of the loft done.