....i'd like to blame it on Jonas and Cannon....with a bit of Milo and Ben thrown in last week....
i'd like to say that the reason my closet is piled high (i'm being VERY open here, folks----careful---i'm totally exposing myself....be gentle, i'm fragile--- and there are no pictures folks---use your imagination--promise it wont be as bad as it is) is from doing laundry for 7 people---something i havent done in many years....and babies are always messing up clothes.... yeah---must be them....
i'd like to say that my kitchen counter is filled with a plethora of open boxes of crackers, pasta, water bottles, sippy cups (how old is that juice?), bottles (how curdled is that milk?) because i've given leah a couple of cupboards---and a cabinet...and i havent found places for everything...in 3 months... yeah---
the dishes in the sink----um---always someone eating....really....always.... but its not always the boys.... in fact rarely its the boys---altho jonas does go thru bottles at a rapid rate....
i'd like to say my kitchen table is cluttered with bowls, school supplies, mismatched socks.... because---well---see above.....
my bathroom counter----um---yeah---could be because the boys take baths in my bathroom...could be..... could be they leave my makeup and earrings and lotions all out....it could be...
and the abyss which is my bedroom....man, that bed hasnt been made in weeks and weeks and weeks----jonas crawls---he could easily have put all that yarn next to my bed....nicely balled up....ready to be yarned .... AND! ITS A WELL-KNOWN FACT that anytime ya dont know where to toss something--- "put it in my room" is the obvious answer...yeah---so we'll take the obvious...
the front room? easy---- the boys play there ....so yes....i can legitimately say they are the culprits... of course....they dont play with the 175 (slight exaggeration) tote bags of STUFF or the 34 (again) pairs of shoes that belong to their grandmother.... because i NEVER have shoes sitting out unless the grandboys are here....
and my computer desk..... cannon is tall enough to reach...so i can blame him for messing stuff around...messing around the PILES of papers, pens, rubber bands, magazines, old junk mail.... earrings, makeup, lotions (its where the magic happens)....
as i sit here... everyday..... on the couch...making my home more beautiful by watching HGTV....and cooking better by watching FOOD network...journaling thru blogging, feeding the world thru farming, staying in touch with my 377 closest friends thru facebooking, helping my daughters emergency and life-altering split-second questions thru im-ing, toss in skyping so the grandboys can see their dad....looking at the mess, pondering the pile, studying it carefully....watching for any movement or life ... (altho i'm not as bad as hoarders on TLC)....as i look at the mess and think about it....
oh...wait...hmmmmm...could it be thats the reaso....? nah---well, maybe......um.........nvrmnd.... dont judge.
this is me now
5 comments:
haha. i think you should definitely claim the "eighteen thousand people stomping through your house in the last month" excuse. thats just a lotta mess, you know!
It is always because of the grandchildren. Repeat, in case you didn't get it the first time I said it, it is always because of the grandchildren. Isn't that what they were born for, so we have somebody to blame our mess on? If I am wrong, someone correct me here. I also blame it on the dog, Eric, my own kids (empty nest? what's that?). Oh, if only they could be as clean and organized as I am. I feel your pain Meredith.
Ah yes, I blame my mess on the fact that every time I walk more than 5 feet away from Isaac he wants to be held. He likes it best when I'm sitting on the couch/computer chair watching him play. And I just happen to like that best too :)
Way to justify, Meredith! Can I learn from you?
Taking notes. So many more things in my house that I can now blame on my kids.
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