I was all set to do a follow up post about peri-menopause today. We ARE going to grab that bull by the horns and stop letting it run us over. Just not today.
Today, I was busy being a real housewife.
No, not THAT kind of housewife. Honestly, shoes that high off the ground would end me. I mean what is up with those women with the rehab, the plastic surgery, and the strange husbands? I don’t understand those shows.
Oh wait, I had a point.
My point is that I’ve busy doing the stuff that real housewives actually do during the day.
You know, stuff like go to the bank, take the kids swimming, and pick up glasses for Latte.
She’s all set in her new frames for first grade. She is growing up so fast!
Oh, and there’s always a need for a stop at Home Depot.
Look Mom, I can drive!!! Can we get one???
Then, it was back home to clean because be ye a stay at home or a work at home mom, if there is an “at home” in your job description, it is a constant struggle to keep it clean….because you are always there!
The downstairs wasn’t too bad so I sent the girls upstairs to play and 45 minutes later I had things in “good enough” shape. You know, there are different levels of clean. I wasn’t going for the “entertaining the Queen” level today.
I go upstairs to put away the laundry and see if the girls are ready to paint. This is what I found…..
This is what they can do to a room in less than an hour. Someone call FEMA because hurricanes Latte and Half Caff have destroyed the playroom. Yes, they have entirely too many toys. No, I don’t run a daycare. Yes, those are old school hop balls and yes it does sound like Godzilla’s upstairs when they hop.
It took us nearly an hour to clean it all up since “help” from a three year old is fleeting and needs a lot of re-direction. The three tiered ruffle Easter dress she was wearing for dress up might have slowed her down too. The girl has style and nothing gets in the way of Half Caff and her couture. She can already run in heels. Oh, and yes, that is an 8 foot teepee in our house and the best loved thing in that playroom. This is Oklahoma after all.
Then it was time to paint, then cook, then eat, then clean it all up, oh and then blog about it.
Come back soon. We’re going to tackle hormones and the special brand of crazy they create!