Failed attempt #2763 at cleaning the bathroom while you are in the house...
You throwing bath toys into the bucket of dirty water so they could go swimming
led to...
an icky wet shirt
which led to...
me taking off your shirt and then going into the hall closet to get a clean towel
which led to...
you pumping the shampoo bottle and then rubbing the shampoo all over your bare arms and chest. Look, look, washing, mommy!
which led to...
me washing you off in the sink
which led to...
you crying and doing the flailing dance
which led to...
your pants getting soaking wet, of course
which led to...
stripped down baby going back for that bucket of water with the nice non-rag status towel from the hall closet
which led to...
wet naked baby, sopping gross towel
which led to...
schlepping downstairs to start a load of towels in the washer, naked-wet-n-dirty baby in tow
which led to...
you grabbing the laundry detergent as fast as Flash Gordon and pouring it all over the floor, your step stool and yourself
which led to...
you getting dunked in the sink, again, and me dirtying more towels to clean up your bare self and the soapy floor
which led to...
you writhing about in a fit of how-dare-you-wash-off-the-soap-I-so-carefully-covered-myself-in rage
which led to...
you slipping on the wet, soapy floor as I was cleaning it. *sigh* seriously annoyed kid and parent. no, you don't need another band-aid.
which led to...
mission aborted. time for a snack.
Just a collection of thoughts from a rookie, white mamma raising a daughter adopted from Ethiopia
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