It seems that every Sunday becomes clean up day at the Big Yellow House. The weekend starts off on Friday afternoon with big hopes for relaxation, play dates, sleep overs, crafting and fun. By Sunday morning, reality has set in and the end of the weekend is looming. Suddenly the house looks like a disaster and all that fun and relaxation has resulted in a messy house. Of course the kids all blame each other for the messes and whine when they are told to clean their rooms. I admit it. Loud encouragement (that sometimes sounds like yelling) ensues. Chores are doled out and the laundry is started. The kids eat and the kitchen gets messy and then clean, messy and then clean, messy and then....you get the idea. Isn't Sunday supposed to be a day of rest?
Today was a typical Sunday. Laundry was sorted and rooms got cleaned. Movies were watched, children were fed, games were played. Lies were also told today. Sometimes it seems as though the lies, even the little ones, are what gets to me the most. I can almost take the messy bedrooms and messy kitchen. The lies are infuriating and something I just can't seem to cope with. The lies are usually small and stupid - about things that are inconsequential and annoying. Mia lied about the neopsporin we put on her ears soothing the pain from her earrings. Hmmm....your ears aren't infected, don't hurt and neosporin doesn't provide pain relief. Why?? Abe lies about taking out the recycling. It's still stacked up in the laundry room yet he swears he did it. Really? They all say their rooms are clean and yet when we check them, clothes and toys are under the beds. Crazy!
So yes, a typical Sunday, filled with lies, messes and chores. OH MY!
No comments:
Post a Comment