Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Two Minutes, Please!
My combat with clutter is if nothing else, a hostile encounter that waivers between chaos and comedy. As I crusade for a clean house -- or at least a floor that doesn't feel like walking on shards of glass for the number of legos -- my boys are waging a competition between them to see who can be the most rambunctious, rough, and rugged... and all the while taking down the house with them.
You know my feelings on using the restroom sans kids. It was on one such occasion that I returned to our family room to find this. Literally it took Coop less than two minutes to upturn every cushion and fashion a "spaceship" out of the remains. He'd actually started to pull the stuffing out of one of them. At which point I came unglued. But that's another post for another day.