I don't know the last time my house was such a disaster. Probably a few times when Chloe was a newborn. I mean, sure, there is often a room or two that are really unfit for any eyes, but today it is the whole house. This is one of the reasons why I generally refuse to get sick, but I wasn't able to resist it this time. Guess I need to start taking my vitamins again. So today the kids seem to be feeling better, as evidenced by the relish with which they have destroyed the house. They both slept well last night, eventually. The eventually part holds alot of meaning....
The last few nights after I put Trenton to bed, he is not staying in bed. I tell him every night after we read a story and say prayers "now Trenton, if you don't stay in your bed I am going to spank you for disobeying mommy. do you understand?" "yes mommy" I go out, shut the door, and a few minutes later hear him coming out of his room. Go smack his bottom, lots of crocodile tears, and back to bed he goes. Repeat once or twice. Why? I don't know.
Anyway, this cold has hampered my hearing and last night after I went back downstairs I didn't hear his escape from his room. I went up to check on him after a few minutes and we did the whole spanking and crying routine and back to bed he went. About an hour later I went up to get ready for bed, and what do you know, he is in our room. Has been digging things out of daddy's closet, including the c.b. radio, the small safe, and various other stuff that he has no buisness in. Also, I notice he has stuck a shoe lace into the box fan motor, and it is no longer working. This morning I also found a nail in there. AAAAAAArgg. Feeling somewhat relived that he didnot manage to burn the house down, I take him back to his room. This time I just give up and put his mattress back in the crib. "What are you doin' mom?" ...sigh... "you won't stay in your bed so you are going to have to go back in your crib." He does not protest, but lays right down. I go to bed.
Wake up this morning feeling like someone large is sitting on my head and holding it underwater. Not keeping up with the kids very well. They manage to unroll a whole roll of t.p. in Trenton's room in an amazingly short period of time. ....its nice when they play quietly together.... sigh... So anyway, other than finding Chloe has sneaked into the laundry room and is eating the cat food, and Trenton is wiping his cheese stick on the glass table instead of eating it, things are still mostly afloat here. As long as I don't look around too much. Really hoping this coffee I am having will help me here...and my cold doesn't stick around too long.