Today was one of those days where I swear my kids were out to get me. They had to be plotting their moves in a way that they knew they would get to me.
It all started with child number one not taking a nap, that always makes for a pleasurable afternoon and evening of absolute insanity so he can keep himself awake. Now let's not leave it at just no nap, no let's wake child number two up from her nap after only an hour. She has also chosen recently to not sleep unless held and to never have me out of immediate eyesight without screaming bloody murder. Sleepiness just heightens said behaviors. Within five minutes both were laying on the floor crying.
Fast forward a little bit to me cleaning, I have a bucket of soapy water by my side scrubbing my walls. I can somewhat keep an eye on my roaming baby to make sure that she doesn't explore the bucket that is calling her name. She's a quick one though and after I looked away for ten seconds, I discover a bucket of warm soapy water soaking into my carpet and a wet child.
My instinct is to get our spot cleaner, because that will soak up the water easily. The only thing is that it is incredibly loud (I mean it leaves my ears ringing when I'm done.) so I had to put my daughter in her crib to keep her out of the way and out of the area of the intense sound. Commence screaming!
Upon inspection of the spot cleaner, there is already fluid in the collection area, yep, that fluid is what was sucked up off of the seats in my husband's truck from when my son threw up all over during a drive (thanks Chobani!), 2 months ago. Um ew! Someone (I won't name names but I'll tell you it wasn't me) forgot to clean it out afterwards like I had advised. Lovely.....
So the water is sucked up now, my ears are ringing, and my daughter is still screaming. Being the nice mother that I am, I went to get her only to discover that her screaming has resulted in her spitting up all down her shirt and onto her bed. Impromptu early bath
After feeding the screaming banshee, we head out to Culver's, because let's face it, at this point I deserve it! We get there only to find out that they are out of cheese curds, at 6:15 at night. I didn't even know that was a thing. I'm from WI, that's not even possible to run out of cheese curds. That left one little boy and one mommy very disappointed.
My darling son decides after we get back that he isn't going to finish his milk, but save it for the morning. It's not one of his usual cups, it is one of his sister's sippy cups minus the lid. I tell him to be careful.....just as his spills his milk onto the glass shelf in the refrigerator. Awesome! Let's not leave it at that though, it needs to get into the crevices where I don't think I can get to it, and it drips down to the next shelf. Surprise fridge cleaning! I had to take the vegetable drawer out to reach those spots and of course my daughter had to explore that, including sticking her fingers in the baking soda that is sitting in the drawer. I swear I can't get anything done without more messes or issues popping up.
Add all of that to my already sleep deprived state, and it just made for one interesting day. How do they even have time to plot this stuff out with each other? Especially when the baby can't leave my side?
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