Return to the Old Stories . . . .

A bit long, but well worth the read!

Rain Forests and Marriage

My Aunt Sally wrote this. Fabulous!

Three-year-old and Almost-two-year-old . . . Going Cheap

This is a vent post. I'm going to vent some of my morning frustration here, so I do not take it out on my children, who are currently locked in their room.

During my 5-minute shower this morning, my girls "dropped" a whole pound of dry black-eyed peas on the floor. I should have taken a picture, but I was too frustrated to enjoy the moment. Just imagine hundreds of tan beans with black spots strewn across an entire room, carpeted with tan carpet with black specks. Lovely. So, I made the girls help me clean up. It took forever. (Little fat hands don't pick up very many beans at a time and are easily distracted.) When the majority of beans were up, excluding those jammed into the window track (Mariah kept asking, "Mom, why did I put them in here?" Good question, child.), I pulled out the vacuum to finish up.

During my 5-minute vacuuming, the girls rushed off to my bathroom and got into my make-up. (Small break to rescue Elaine, who was being suffocated by a bored Mariah.) Even with the vacuum going, I sensed it was too quiet. I hurried off to find out what was going on. I was too late to save a few things--eye liner, and eye shadow, and had a mess to clean up. I did not allow the girls to help me with that mess; I locked them in their room, and here we are. (Actually, Elaine's now sitting on my lap, and Mariah's in their room. I couldn't leave Elaine in such a life-threatening situation.)

Oh, I almost forgot about the WHOLE ROLL of toilet paper that got flushed down the toilet while I was fixing breakfast.

Things can only go up from here, right?

Black-eyed peas continued . . . . I just changed Laney's diaper. There were 50+ beans stashed there too.

1 Hour Later: Just found both girls in the laundry room. Mariah had put triscuits in the washer's soap dispenser. Creative.