YOU CAN EAT OUTSIDE
YOU CAN EAT OUTSIDE
Daddy has to be at work most of the time, so that leaves me with the three little ones. Needless to say things do get out of control. Having three doesn’t even justify it, because it was the very same way when I only had one. Crayons get eaten every day, it’s part of our daily diet, a new food group. Heck, let’s be honest, toxic markers get eaten too. As for toilet water, it has become a regular cocktail. A2 went for it again today. It must be something good. Maybe I should try it too…
Don’t fight the chaos, embrace it, enjoy it and laugh! They have a life time to be proper, and not drink toilet water or eat ladybugs. Today, they are kids and being proper, or clean for that matter, doesn’t matter to them. They live in a world where anything goes and everything is always ok. They welcome us there with open arms, but most times we’re not interested. We’re too busy thinking about the mess, the laundry piling up and the mountain of dishes sitting in the sink. Sometimes, my sink is so full that the glassware at the bottom of it breaks.
One day, I took a few pictures of the mess. I’ll put it in my blog, I thought. You’ll never believe what happened next. Do you know why I didn’t put them up? I was actually ashamed.
“What? You know shame?” (I talk to myself sometimes, bare with me please)
But today, I’ve decided to post them. I want mothers everywhere to see that they are not alone.
Feel free to share, if you think it might encourage fellow parents.
P.S I hope I’m not shooting myself in the foot right now.
I heard that!
We clean up, pick up everyday. Believe it or not!
I’ve never paid real close attention to this picture. I just noticed the phone that’s unhooked behind A3, no wonder I don’t get any calls.
We place A3 up there and block the passage with two foot rests to protect her from A2′s grip.
It never really worked…
You can see the overflowing sink as promised.
In the middle, you can see a card board box we turned into a house. A house with one wall!
That’s what I was doing instead of cleaning up…oh ya, that and taking pictures!
As I mentioned, those foot rests placed by A3 to keep A2 away never really worked.
I should’ve known better. A2 could climb anything by the age of 6 months.
Hmmm…. I have a picture I’ve got to find and post.
It’s the afternoon. I have A2 and A3, A1 is not home from school yet. It’s the first time that I blog while A2’s awake. Not only that, it’s the first time I actually have the laptop out while she’s around.
A3’s in ++++++++a chair and A2’s wobbling around. Every time she comes near A3 to give her a +++++++–kiss all stops and I watch her every move in fear.
Those plus and minuses are from A2, she passed by and pressed on those keys.
They’re both calm right now. Anyone who sees this post and knows the state of my home might think “Instead of blogging you should’ve picked up the mess”.
The room is completely quiet; all we hear is A2’s toy singing. Everything sings in this house. I am sitting down next to them quietly typing away. Now if I were to start picking stuff up, washing dishes or cooking.+++++++++++++++ (Another visit)I would be moving around, making noise, water running, pots and pans clunking, I would be creating a different mood.++++ (A2)
I want them to be calm, so I should create the atmosphere for it. Usually in the evenings, after supper time, I dim the lights and I actually put on Spa music. They can do as they wish, play, run, yell, but the background is this. I’ve learned this from my own mistakes, I use to leave the TV on, talk loud, clean up… Then I realized that all this noise was making them agitated.
It took me three kids to figure this much out.
A2’s back. She’s closing the laptop and yelling “NO!” … I gtg. She gave me enough alone time, now I’m going to go play!