Where the Heck Have I Been...and many random almost-posts

Alright! I have decided that my life is a bit crazier than I had first thought or expected. With the new Pre-K thing, I am only home and able to do all the one million things necessary to live as a family 2 hours one day, 2 hours another day, and then a few on Fridays. I know this absolutely does not compare to my friends who have full time jobs in any way, but it has taken us down a path of chaos. People comment (aka make fun) of the fact that my house is usually clean, picked up, and acceptable even for one of my germ-a-phobe friends to actually feel comfortable sitting on my couches. (you know who you are, lady!) After the whole mouse in the wall thing, it all went downhill fast. Laundry is piled up in our closet to the edges of the top row of hanging clothes, dust upon dust has settled everywhere, and when you sit down for a meal at the table your feet stick to the floor if you are on the west side. Just FYI so beware. AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Really? Yes. So every time I have some time to sit down and blog, I simply cannot due to house/family/Do you really need a bath/I have no underwear/No jamies are in my drawer, Mama/What are we eating for dinner/Why are you not playing with us/I wrote my name in the table dust/I think Aussie just dug a hole to China/Where are my white T-shirts/But I don't want to do my homework/I am not cutting on the lines/Can we go out to eat/Mosquitoes are taking my blood out in my bed/Give me some ice water in a new cup/I don't want that for my lunch/But I have to take this to school/Why can't you pick up my room/Tracen won't stop talking in his bed so he is keeping me awake and I might not need to go to school tomorrow with no sleep so if I don't get sleep and if my stuffy nose is not better from you propping me up in bed and giving me mentholatum on my face I will just stay home and we can all go to Bahama Bucks after lunch or maybe for breakfast.

This is where we are...

But for my friends, including germ-a-phobe #1B and #2L, which both of you know I am tied for the #2 spot, I cleaned the kitchen, both bathrooms, and dusted every single thing in our home tonight. If I could just get to that sticky floor...

So here are some of my top almost-posts from the last 2ish weeks:

~Turning around to check on who just sneezed in a class of 4 year olds and gazing upon untold amounts of globby, green, gooey, enough to fill at least 1/4 cup of snot, does, in fact, make your gag reflex nearly come undone.

~Asking a 4 year old (not mine or any of my friends' kids...they would never...?) to take off his wet jeans that he just spilled grape flavored water on and put on his extra pair from his bag in the bathroom would really mean get completely naked, sit on the floor of the bathroom, and then try and come out of the bathroom in such a state. Who knew????

~4 years old in our house = whining 20 hours a day and having fits of crying, falling, kicking, and insanity.

~When your daughter drops a tiny stuffed dog in between the bed and the wall, it is ALWAYS your fault, Mom.

~Does spraying chairs, tables, doorknobs, every marker in every box, every crayon in the baskets, each pair of scissors, all pencils, and filling the air with Lysol each and every day help at all? I told you I was tied for 2nd place with L!

~We just got back from Newport Beach, California. This will definitely be a post instead of an almost post...after the floors.

Here is a sneak pic...