Yesterday I picked up all of the toys before I left. I swear. There were no toys on the floor, or pots and pans for that matter. We were only home for a hour, and this is what my house looked like. Yikes!
This is Ashton's room. The table isn't usually in here, but Paul cleaned the living room carpet over the weekend and we hadn't moved it back.
More of Ashton's pig sty!
The entrance to the living room.
The kitchen
What was the cause of this horrendous mess? A tornado? A tasmanian devil? No. It was my boys. Let me just say, I ALWAYS have my work cut out for me!
Culprit #1 - The main one behind the attack
Culprit #2 - The Accomplice
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
My Messy House
Posted by Misty at 10:54 AM
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2 comments:
Okay, that's totally my kids, too. They are just bent on total and complete destruction. I've pretty much given up on picking up every day. I know, it's bad. But sometimes I just can't bring myself to do it when I know it will be made pointless by the next day!
Ditto and I have one mobile one right now...
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