This morning I was getting ready and doing my morning things. Brushing my hair of course is one of those things. Well I couldnt find my brush. Where could it be? Oh there it is. Why is it on the floor beside the toilet? I didnt put it there and I know I didnt knock it down from the counter. OK. Oh well I need to brush my hair before it dries all funky.....wooooow gross. Not with that brush. Ah yeah! last night Seth needed to go to the bathroom and Emma was in the kids bathroom so he went to ours. Gee the things little boys do when they are "busy" in the bathroom. Well Needless to say my brush went into the garbage. I guess Seth figured he wanted to go fishing in his poop with my brush. Need I say more? (: Oh the fun never ends.
Another side note to add about today. Seth decided he wanted to be an artist today. He drew on the wall, the fridge, and the freezer. For all I know there is more(: Well the little guy isnt too happy with me right now as I am "helping" him erase his wonderful work. The adventures never end. And to think I was going to try to take a quiet moment to myself today.....HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHE I crack myself up(:
Hope you have a super duper day(:
3 comments:
You are a brave soul - admitting to seth's fishing trip.
We had to repaint the walls in our Utah home at least four times: after Josh, ahter Caleb, after Jenny, after Sarah . . . Our Florida home was drawn on by Rebekah, Abe, and Angel. Abe dumped bright red drawing ink on our white carpet in our woodlands home. But tell me, how do you clean Hyrum's "drawings" off the wood walls of our log cabin?
I see Garvin described all my "memories" that came to my mind ...as I read your post, Holly...(smile) However, it wasn't too long ago...while I repainted and cleaned up my "original office" UPSTAIRS (here in our Florida home) (the room Sarah took over upstairs..and eventually Caleb...for a short period of time)...that I discovered HIDDEN TREASURES...As I cleaned out things HIDDEN in the "light fixtures"...hidden carvings in the wood...etc. I thought...Even when my children have left home...I am still finding little "hidden" momentos...that testified each of you...truly did live under our roof...once-upon-a-time...How I miss having you all here...
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