1. Asher seems to take any and all of my attempts at cooking and/or cleaning as a personal affront. As soon as he sees or hears any indication that I am about to engage in one of these activities, he pulls on my pants and makes this face, usually accompanied by whimpering and/or all-out crying until I pick him up, which seriously slows and sometimes halts said cooking or cleaning.
2. Reading one of the books I've checked out from the library is much more interesting.
3. When I am cleaning one area of the house, one, two, or all of my children are making a mess like this in another part. It's like we're on a rotation schedule.
* Of the approximately 1,257 (and counting).
3 comments:
Sounds like the reasons why my house is never clean, but add a baby and a strong desire for me to avoid dishes, and well, I too am screwed.
Oh, I hear you!! I can so relate to the Asher thing, times two! Someday, right?!
Maren!
Good to hear from you! Yes, I blog rarely if ever anymore.
And I totally hear you on the house cleaning as I sit here in my house that has magazines spread everywhere thanks to the 4 and 1 year olds.
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