This, That, and Possibly Even the Other
Hey, are you looking for me?
Yeah ... I'm over here. Yeah. Right under this snowdrift. See that finger poking out and waving? Mm-hm. That's me.
Okay, so I might possibly be exaggerating, but not by much - I swear. Here's what our driveway looked like this morning (after our SUPER-AWESOME snowplow-having neighbor cleared it off for us):
And if you think that's bad, check out this picture that Curtis just texted me from his work:
Naturally, when you get near-record amounts of snowfall overnight, school is cancelled. So I decided to be a dutiful Mommy and make some muffins, from scratch, for breakfast. I used an awesome all-purpose "Create Your Own Muffin" recipe (which you can find here - I didn't want to take up this entire post with the recipe, but trust me, it's soooo worth checking out). I made mine carrot-apple-raisin ... yum.
When you're making muffins, though, you have to pay attention so you don't put in the wrong amount of baking soda or forget to put in the sugar altogether and then it's really salty and weird and when you taste it you're all, "OMGWTF?"*
*This may or may not have happened to me ... more than once.
Anyway, when you pay attention to muffins, and not as much attention to the three littleheathens boys running amok in the house, bad things happen.
Like three spots of something blue and sticky - I still can't figure out what - on the hallway carpet.
Or the baby gnawing happily ... on a dog toy.
Or Cameron drinking out of a little plastic gun he'd filled with water ... from the toilet.
Or Colin making his "broken leg" a cast ... out of baby wipes.
All these distractions did nothing to bolster the cleanliness of the house, which already looks like vandals went through it. (With high-powered fans. And crumbled-up crackers. And muddy shoes.) Then at breakfast, the dudes plowed through their muffins, leaving enough crumbs to feed a colony of birds for the winter.
But seriously, y'all? Trying to keep the house clean when three littlehoodlums boys are running through it all day is like trying to shovel your driveway when it's snowing so hard you can't even see: pointless.
Muffins, anyone?
Yeah ... I'm over here. Yeah. Right under this snowdrift. See that finger poking out and waving? Mm-hm. That's me.
Okay, so I might possibly be exaggerating, but not by much - I swear. Here's what our driveway looked like this morning (after our SUPER-AWESOME snowplow-having neighbor cleared it off for us):
And if you think that's bad, check out this picture that Curtis just texted me from his work:
Yikes.
Naturally, when you get near-record amounts of snowfall overnight, school is cancelled. So I decided to be a dutiful Mommy and make some muffins, from scratch, for breakfast. I used an awesome all-purpose "Create Your Own Muffin" recipe (which you can find here - I didn't want to take up this entire post with the recipe, but trust me, it's soooo worth checking out). I made mine carrot-apple-raisin ... yum.
When you're making muffins, though, you have to pay attention so you don't put in the wrong amount of baking soda or forget to put in the sugar altogether and then it's really salty and weird and when you taste it you're all, "OMGWTF?"*
*This may or may not have happened to me ... more than once.
Anyway, when you pay attention to muffins, and not as much attention to the three little
Like three spots of something blue and sticky - I still can't figure out what - on the hallway carpet.
Or the baby gnawing happily ... on a dog toy.
Or Cameron drinking out of a little plastic gun he'd filled with water ... from the toilet.
Or Colin making his "broken leg" a cast ... out of baby wipes.
All these distractions did nothing to bolster the cleanliness of the house, which already looks like vandals went through it. (With high-powered fans. And crumbled-up crackers. And muddy shoes.) Then at breakfast, the dudes plowed through their muffins, leaving enough crumbs to feed a colony of birds for the winter.
But seriously, y'all? Trying to keep the house clean when three little
Muffins, anyone?
I am amazed at how messy my 6yo can get his room from the time he gets home from school until bed - maybe 4 hours TOPS! Glad we don't have snow days here, just sayin'.
ReplyDeleteI once had a boy who made a fence from panty liners along his bedroom wall while I showered.
ReplyDeleteI'm dying laughing at the Tame Ones comment. That's hysterical.
ReplyDeleteRita, I love you. That is all. I applaud your efforts to ever do anything with those boys of yours. And I'm sure your muffins were DELISH!!!
Muffins sound delish. Toilet water? Not so much. Those boys can sure think of a lot of stuff to entertain themselves on a snowy day....at the expense of your sanity, of course! LOL
ReplyDeleteI really do love your posts!! I only have 1 3.5 yr old boy (with twins coming in June) and I am amazed at how one little person can completely ruin my house in 3.3 seconds. Can't wait to try those muffins they sound yummy!
ReplyDeleteOMGosh that's a lot of snow. Snow days are great...until you have several in a row. THen they just need to go to school already!! My boys destroy my house when they are here for too many days in a row. What's the deal with that anyway??!! Seriously, it's as if a wrecking ball came whipping through my house....and I'm the only one it bugs!
ReplyDeleteWe're still digging ourselves out of the same storm.
ReplyDeleteI get peace of mind by just never asking or wondering where the water comes from that my kids play with.
Well then, it is just time to sit down with a cuppa and watch them plow thru the house! At least they are VERY entertaining!!
ReplyDeleteI have to shovel the driveway myself when my husband is out of town, and while it can be kind of a zen experience, the whole time in the back of my head I'm wondering what hell the kids are doing to the rest of the house while I'm outside. Thank god for the mesmerizing power of tv.
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