This weekend was a very busy weekend for me. Kiki had an orchestra concert that was a little more than entertaining. It was actually considered a family/school fair in which her orchestra played. Now keep in mind that this place is filled with children and tables representing all the different schools and extracurricular activities in our community. Her orchestra was supposed to play at 10:30, so naturally we arrived at 10:20 because it was one of those mornings and I somehow got lost – even with the navigation in the HUMMER…don’t ask.
She ended up going on stage about 30 minutes late, so that meant that I had 30 minutes to chase Doodlebug around the whole place and ply and bribe him with soda and chips and whatever else he asked for just so that he would keep being good.
And well? he made it most of the time, but the “good” in him wore off just as Kiki was going on stage. Kitty was doing all that she could to help me because I was trying to take pictures, but somehow this is how the whole event took place – after their orchestra went onstage.
"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Take picture of MEEEEE!" |
"Kiki!! Kiki! I come up there?!!!!!" (Me: "DO NOT GO UP ON THAT STAGE! Leave her alone and come here!") |
(Do I look at him or do I practice...oh boy!) |
Yes, I am still watching you Doodlebug! Do NOT go up on that stage...come here! (That grin on his face tells me I better not take my eyes off of him!) |
"Kiki hurry up! Kiki hurry up! I'm tired!" (At this point my "give a damn" was broken.) |
After a morning like this on Saturday I felt that my only hope in getting “some parts” of my life back into MY control, I decided it was going to have to be a weekend of spring cleaning. Yes, those pictures will be coming to you this week. They are part of my de-cluttering and cleaning out before and after pictures that I owe and will owe you this week.
Anywhoozle, I knew that my only option of getting this accomplished was going to include ALL of my laundry. And the only way ALL of my laundry was going to get done was to swallow the expense and guilt (knowing I have the large duet washer/dryer at home) and venture to the Laundry Mat. (this is what I called it growing up…)
The plan was to gather EVERYTHING, so that when we returned, we could separate, de-clutter and donate CLEAN clothes. So, I took before pictures of the girls’ closets and of Doodlebug’s. My one mistake was cleaning out some of Doodlebug’s toy closet because he found his old Halloween costume and well…
You have to learn to pick your battles and I knew this is one that I wasn’t going to win…nor did I care – he’s three.
This is how he "went" all day - he brought a lot of smiles to many faces! |
LOVE IT! LMAO! You have your hands full with Doodlebug! Welcome to the world of boys!
ReplyDeleteMy son is the exact same way - our poor boys - they have no chance with older sisters.
ReplyDeleteLOL! I love his costume and that cheesie grin.
Before we know, they will be off to school and mom won't be cool anymore. :-(