It all started when I emerged from the bathroom, drying the last child out of the tub.
My eyes began to water as I inhaled something that smelled chemicals-that-are-not-supposed-to-be-in-the-house-ish.
I entered the kitchen to find my son feather dusting the kitchen floor with leather conditioner.
And if that was not good enough, my little Sawyer, fresh from the tub and not even diapered, slid in a mysterious clear liquid in our dining room.
As I tried to pick him up I could not get ahold of him, he was too slippery.
He was slippery because he was rolling in TIRE WAX. ON. MY. WOOD. FLOOR.
How do these things happen? How do my children break into a child-proofed cabinet in five seconds and make a mess that could cause my house to spontaneously combust?
I have no idea.
All I know is that I cannot be alone, other children do these things right?
I’d love to hear your messy kid stories. Leave them in the comments please!
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