A tornado could not do as much damage as three children can to a house. A sugar rush and a bathroom break for mom equals disaster. In an effort to keep an already clean room from becoming a disaster area I have to sentence the guilty defendants to hard time on the sofa. For them there still is the possibility for parole. It is not so bad they only have to watch cartoons until am finished cleaning because every mom knows that the TV is an ally. ( you do not have to admit it but it is known. The evidence is on your kids Hannah Montana book bags, Ben 10 notebooks, transformers outfits, and The Wiggles CD collection.)
I try to keep my success going from downstairs to upstairs but it is indeed a no go. Now I send my parolees to freedom in their room to play. Only to discover five minutes later that the steps have been littered with toys. A trail leads me to a kitchen that has been devastated by three unsuspecting minors. Their tactics have overwhelmed me for today, for they have won. My new game plan is a winner, I just clean up while they sleep at night. They will wake up to a clean house and my victory.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Tenisha D, The Battle of clean house
Posted by Tenisha D at 5:46 PM
Labels: the battle for clean house
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comments:
*sigh* This is a battle I fight on a daily basis. I, too, have taken to late-night cleaning, only to have the house trashed within an hour of the kids waking up. Hopefully as they get a little older, the temptation to upturn the toybox, sprinkle cereal on the floor, and wreck general chaos will lessen. Maybe.
Post a Comment