So, I am a bit on the strange and unusual side. Don't know why. I used to think it was because I was ignored too much as a child, or that I was dropped on my head a few times. Maybe my mom drank too much Diet Coke when she was cooking me? I am completely innocent of all of these things and my kids are LOCO! Here are some fun surprises I have found in the last couple of days.
1.) Hot pink kissy marks on my wall by my kitchen. I am really hoping they are from Sophie and not from Flynn. I know this is genetic because I remember doing this too. Granted, I was a teenager and warped by the definition of the word. My mom sold Mary Kay for a while and had a case of all colors of "art supplies." Even with that kind of invitation my brother and I were pretty good and did not indulge much. I did, however, try on lipstick and make out with the wall to mark my place.
2.) I found every ball in the house in the dishwasher tossed way in the back. I hope that was done today. My husband actually did the dishes last night so I am hoping he didn't think we had dirty balls.
3.) On the second to top bookshelf there was an array of brown, crusty, stales bread droppings. I know I didn't put them there. I am perplexed as to how the children reached that level. D is a bit of a hot mess in the cleaning-after-himself department but I don't think he would even do this. Do my kids sprout wings and fly when I am out of the room like the toys in Toy Story?
4.) Every few days or so, I find a single egg cracked in the sink. I am pretty sure it is Flynn. Sophie is far to destructive to be so tidy. She cracks her eggs in her play kitchen or in a carpet omelette.
5.) There are little square drawings all over the house. They look like faces. I think they are to low for Sophie works but I have never seen Flynn draw like this.
6.) There is a round two of flower petals stuffed in the space heater. This time they are Spring flowers and they have not been torched.
7.) While I was searching for a card in my purse today I found a Spider Man head top for a toothbrush, broken swim goggles, a piece of a chicken nugget, a rock, the open lipstick from the kissy wall, a baby Tabasco (OK I put that there,) a princess crown and a fruit snack wrapper. I clean my purse out every Saturday at work. Aside from the baby Tabasco that I got when we went out for our anniversary, the rest was not there on Saturday.
8.) A frozen concoction with a stick in it in the freezer. I think it is supposed to be a popsicle. It doesn't look edible or good. I shudder to think what it could be. I used to mix everything in the house and freeze it. It was my "Clean Everything" potion.
9.) My tub lathered up in Farm Hussy Root-beer Float scrub. The whole jar. I guess fixtures must be in dire need of exfoliation. I am as a well since I have the post sunburn peel appeal. I guess I better go find a lava rock. My kids can't seem to keep their paws off my biz.
10.) A collection of pinecones and withered carrots behind the living room chair. Oh My!
There is never a dull moment in this house and today I was really wishing there were. I have a raging headache. I think it is from the sun but it is probably from stress. It seems the days I need it the least, I find the most fun. Truthfully, I am guilty of the same crimes. I have a long memory and I did some really bad stuff.
For my mom. I confess I put the nickel in the bleach that caused toxic gas to explode the bottle all over the clothes. Wow! I feel lighter.
1.) Hot pink kissy marks on my wall by my kitchen. I am really hoping they are from Sophie and not from Flynn. I know this is genetic because I remember doing this too. Granted, I was a teenager and warped by the definition of the word. My mom sold Mary Kay for a while and had a case of all colors of "art supplies." Even with that kind of invitation my brother and I were pretty good and did not indulge much. I did, however, try on lipstick and make out with the wall to mark my place.
2.) I found every ball in the house in the dishwasher tossed way in the back. I hope that was done today. My husband actually did the dishes last night so I am hoping he didn't think we had dirty balls.
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| DIRTY BALLZ!! |
4.) Every few days or so, I find a single egg cracked in the sink. I am pretty sure it is Flynn. Sophie is far to destructive to be so tidy. She cracks her eggs in her play kitchen or in a carpet omelette.
5.) There are little square drawings all over the house. They look like faces. I think they are to low for Sophie works but I have never seen Flynn draw like this.
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| Strange Head One |
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| Strange Head Two |
7.) While I was searching for a card in my purse today I found a Spider Man head top for a toothbrush, broken swim goggles, a piece of a chicken nugget, a rock, the open lipstick from the kissy wall, a baby Tabasco (OK I put that there,) a princess crown and a fruit snack wrapper. I clean my purse out every Saturday at work. Aside from the baby Tabasco that I got when we went out for our anniversary, the rest was not there on Saturday.
8.) A frozen concoction with a stick in it in the freezer. I think it is supposed to be a popsicle. It doesn't look edible or good. I shudder to think what it could be. I used to mix everything in the house and freeze it. It was my "Clean Everything" potion.
9.) My tub lathered up in Farm Hussy Root-beer Float scrub. The whole jar. I guess fixtures must be in dire need of exfoliation. I am as a well since I have the post sunburn peel appeal. I guess I better go find a lava rock. My kids can't seem to keep their paws off my biz.
10.) A collection of pinecones and withered carrots behind the living room chair. Oh My!
There is never a dull moment in this house and today I was really wishing there were. I have a raging headache. I think it is from the sun but it is probably from stress. It seems the days I need it the least, I find the most fun. Truthfully, I am guilty of the same crimes. I have a long memory and I did some really bad stuff.
For my mom. I confess I put the nickel in the bleach that caused toxic gas to explode the bottle all over the clothes. Wow! I feel lighter.
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