Well, this morning shortly after Ryan left to go play golf (yes, I did not get to go, bummer.), I heard Braxton yelling from the bathroom. Reluctant to wipe his butt, as this is not my favorite time of day, I slowly walked down to help him.
On my way down the stairs, I found a wonderful drawing, again on the wall, from Chloe's popcicle. She sure is artistic. I take away the crayons and she uses her popcicles.
This is the drippings from her popcicle drawing while she sat on the stairs. She does like pink, maybe she just wanted my carpet and walls to be pink.
Well, once I get to Braxton and his stinking butt, I realize that his hands are disgusting. No, it's not poop. So, I think what could that be. After asking him, several times, he tells me its dirt. Okay, I believe that, except that only part of the stuff on his hands is dirt. The other looks like dirt, only almost white. At that point I'm getting a little angry, considering to get the dirt, he had to of gone outside. I can't ever hear the sliding glass door open, so there was no way of me knowing when I am upstairs. But, I am still perplexed as to what is all over his hands and upon further inspection, also in his hair. Finally he tells me that Chloe put it on his hands. Interesting how she can do things. Do I really look that dumb or is he just not smart enough to understand that moms know?? He told me (all of this, while still on the potty) that he built me a sandcastle. I'm must really be confused. We live in clay country. There is no such thing as sand around here unless purchased. I know he loved the beach, but I'm really sure that we left it in California.
The children, (except Peyton) played in the Country Time Lemonade AGAIN!!!! (If you didn't see my post about that in March, then you need to know- it's not the first time.) After helping Brax on the potty, I walked into the kitchen to go OUTSIDE to see the sandcastle he made me. That is when I found this....
Look at how they drew with their fingers in it. So brilliant. I'm telling you, we have the next Picasso.
Beautiful right? I kept my cool, since the alternative is well, you know. I proudly got my camera and took some pictures, because again, I can't keep their artwork forever when they don't use a canvas. After which I threw them both in the shower and got to work cleaning. I thought we were finally getting rid of all the sticky from before but I guess the kids weren't comfortable with my non-stick floors. I was really starting to look forward to summer so that they could destroy the backyard instead of my house, but with "monsoon season" this last week, we have stayed inside, making their path of destruction- my house!! Well, I hope you have enjoyed my childrens wonderful and inspiring pictures of their artwork. Until the next time they set off to destroy....
5 comments:
I think one of the best pieces of advice I have recieved is, when a child makes a mess that makes you so so angry, grab the camera and take a picture! Good work friend.I am sure that eventually you will be able to look back at all of these pictures and laugh!
I wonder if hot chocolate would be worse. Thank goodness I don't know.
Oh friend, you should put that lemonade in timeout!!! I am sorry, that stinks that they did that! I am hiding my lemonade mix right now in preparations to babysit them this week! Love you buddy!!
Your blog is so perfectly titled hun!
Nice way to save the artwork. And so sweet that he made it for you!!!
You guys are awesome, we love you, and look forward to working with you more now. Well, at least Tom and Ryan. You and I can sympathize with each other through sacrament meeting! ;)
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