Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Fun's over..
On my List is a long overdue "mother clean up" of the kids' rooms and playrooms.
I hadn't intended to start that quite today, but while I was emptying the waste paper bins from the bedrooms, I decided to have a bit of a poke around Caitlin's room.
Found:
Guess the future has just arrived.
And on the other bedroom floor is a mix of clean and dirty clothes... I've ventured no further than collecting dead tissues that never made the wastepaper bin. Alison's school uniform from Monday was amongst the debris. Did I or did I not recently have words with her about not putting stuff in the wash? Question is, how to deal. She has enough school uniforms, courtesy of hand-me-downs, to get away with them missing a wash... I'm at my wit's end as to how to get her to complete that simple chore. Never mind the towels not hung up in the bathroom, and all the other stuff lying around everywhere.
I know, I know... mea culpa... I've not brought them up to be tidy freaks... because I am not myself... but, as I have said many times.. THEY ARE TAKING ME OVER THE EDGE!
(Maybe not as bad as these two pics that arrived in my email inbox this morning as one of those forwarded emails... with the title "Should I get a dog or have a child?")
Suppose I should be thanking my lucky stars...
I hadn't intended to start that quite today, but while I was emptying the waste paper bins from the bedrooms, I decided to have a bit of a poke around Caitlin's room.
Found:
- Several muesli bar wrappers...in bags AND DRAWERS! - despite ongoing rantings about harbouring cockroach-attracting rubbish in the bedroom. Never mind the no food in bedrooms rule.
- One of the smaller bike bottles - full of water - the type that I was doing my head in looking for before one of our rides.
- My stickytape dispenser - which is supposed to live downstairs, and which I have repeatedly requested be returned. "I don't have it" has always been the response.
- THREE boxes of tissues - all opened, and at various levels of 'fullness'
- TWO torches, neither of which is specifically hers.. ok, maybe one... but we wonder why we can't find any when there is a blackout.
Guess the future has just arrived.
And on the other bedroom floor is a mix of clean and dirty clothes... I've ventured no further than collecting dead tissues that never made the wastepaper bin. Alison's school uniform from Monday was amongst the debris. Did I or did I not recently have words with her about not putting stuff in the wash? Question is, how to deal. She has enough school uniforms, courtesy of hand-me-downs, to get away with them missing a wash... I'm at my wit's end as to how to get her to complete that simple chore. Never mind the towels not hung up in the bathroom, and all the other stuff lying around everywhere.
I know, I know... mea culpa... I've not brought them up to be tidy freaks... because I am not myself... but, as I have said many times.. THEY ARE TAKING ME OVER THE EDGE!
(Maybe not as bad as these two pics that arrived in my email inbox this morning as one of those forwarded emails... with the title "Should I get a dog or have a child?")
Suppose I should be thanking my lucky stars...
Labels: parenting
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