I have to keep repeating this because we're trying to get ready to head to the beach. They are furiously cleaning the house. It just becomes a bit stressful because there's the child who goes through and destroys any cleaning that's already been done. There's the child who picks up one thing at a time and delivers it and comes back, analyzes the rest of the room, overwhelms himself and then finally picks up one more thing to put away. There's the child who, no matter what I ask, has an optical spasm, and those eyes go rolling back. There's the child (no, more like children) who seem to get lost in their bedrooms. The books lure them in, and they just can't seem to extricate themselves.
But....
I love my kids....I love my kids.....I love my kids.....
We may not get to the beach until Monday, but at least we're gonna get there. Right? Please tell me we're going to get there.
Friday, May 22, 2009
I Love My Kids....I Love My Kids....I Love My Kids....
Posted by Hesses Madhouse at 3:12 PM
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Ya gonna get there, ya gonna get a tan, ya gonna have a great time, and ya gonna make me jelous!
hugs.. Do you want my 7 to help clean/mess it up! I hate that.. we clean for hours, but It takes 2 minutes to make it dirty again...
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Oooh, good luck.
Well, if nothing else - you'll get there by July 24th! : D
I better get mine to start cleaning now...haha
Hope you have a super weekend!
♥ HUGS ♥
uh huh... we were supposed to have been at the beach all weekend. I'm going through this exact experience with mine right now... :) Have a great weekend.
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