I know, she's talking about poo again!! What can I say? It's a big part of my oh so glamorous day.
You would think after 8 and a half years and 5 children I would not be hung up about it. But it still amazes me how much bodily functions are a focus of my time and effort.
Today my 2 year old didn't make it to the toilet in time. As I got closer to him he starting laughing and ran away, so I chased him, telling him to stop. Yea, cause that's gunna work.
He just ran faster and squealed louder. Then he stopped and pushed his back against the hallway wall. Yeah, you know what happened then.
So in the bath he goes and cleaning the wall I go. Of course then after cleaning that part of the wall I noticed the other half of the wall with grubby hand and finger marks, and foot prints. How did they get those so high up the wall.
In short I ended up cleaning the whole wall, both sides. Then the bathroom doors, cause compared to the walls they were looking grubby. It never ends. It is worse than the song that never ends, cause even that you actually can stop by putting your hand over the child's mouth who insists it is the greatest song and insists on singing it ALL the time.
Our plans for the Drive-in have been postponed until Sunday. Our babysitter was not able to make it Wednesday. But I certainly don't complain as she is an awesome person who loves the children and they adore her. So stay tuned for Sunday night for the tale of our romantic night out. With the baby. ha!
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LOL too funny I totally understand the cleaning you start with one thing and then it just keeps going because you notice something else as you clean and keep going.... I have called someone to give me an estimate on cleaning the house once a month I just can't do it any more it's just too much to do when I have 2 kids and working full time
Yep. Me too. You make a clean spot and then you just need to keep on going, otherwise the dirt just jump out at you more!
SHEESH!!!!
You were the one who wanted to get rid of all the brown in our house, if we had have left it poo would blend in ;)
May such a thing never happen to me. Textured walls here! Obviously whoever designed this place never had children...
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