Usually if I want to start or change over the laundry I have to do it either while the kids are down for naps or when my youngest is occupied and I know won’t notice that I’ve unglued myself from her hip. Sometimes though you just have to do what you have to do…right?! I knew she was awake in her crib (yes, she’s 2 1/2 and still in a crib) and my son was watching cartoons so I thought (‘thought’ being the key word) that I was safe to head down to change over laundry, get the clothes from the dryer and throw in a new dirty load.
I could hear pitter patters, a chair going across the kitchen floor and the baby talking but didn’t think a whole lot about it. Until I got upstairs and could hear the kids laughing….together. CRAP! ‘He went into her room.’ And this is what I saw when I walked in….dun dun dun
Really? Are.you.kidding.me? So in the words of Kadi Prescott, ‘HOLY SHITBALLS!‘ or gumballs would fit better here huh?! So as you can see those little ‘balls’ are gumballs and they.are.everywhere! I wish I had taken a better picture so you could see exactly how many were all over the floor and her bed.
So you wanna know why they were everywhere? Sure you do! (What? You don’t? Well tough gumballs!) My son thought it would be hilarious to put a bunch in his mouth and spit them at her. ‘But mama, she was laughing…she liked it! She was laughing at me…I like it when she laughs.’ Do I even go into what kind of choking hazard those things are? Especially in the crib! Those gumballs were on TOP of the fridge. So my sneaky little son moved the chair across the floor (I heard that downstairs) and ran (heard that too, ‘pitter patters’) to her room and proceeded to spit not one, not two, not even ten but more like 30 gumballs at the baby…in her bed. Iwasthisclose to loosing it!
The next part that really upset me was that I had JUSTchanged her sheets before she layed down for her nap. Of course after this whole gumball party her sheets looked like this.
Wonderful huh?! Plus it was all over her clothes, his clothes and their hands looked like they just stepped out of an episode of Rainbow Bright! I’m taking this as my sign that I should not do laundry during the day anymore. It will just have to wait until everyone (and I mean everyone) is in bed and there are no gumballs in the house! lol Well at least now I have an excuse as to why the laundry isn’t done 24/7! 
What is the biggest mess your child has made that made you want to pull our your hair?
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My head would have exploded as soon as I saw that. The biggest mess my kids make is usually associated to bodily functions so I can’t really freak out about that but man, I did not sign up for that!
lol I hear ya on that. When my son was littel he used to make some very interesting messes! *gag* It wasn’t as much the mess as it was the fact that they both could have choked on the damn things and the colors were everywhere! Just caused more laundry to do, beds to change, hands and faces to clean and clothes to change…again! lol All because I wanted to have 5 minutes to do laundry. *sigh* LOL
Well you have heard of the poop stories I have been dealing with lately. But i think the worse mess I have ever come to find was about 6 years ago, I have left my husbands cousin to babysit the kids. He doesn’t like to yell at them and usually allows then to do what they want. This time it went to far, i came home to a house full of flour. Seriously from one end of the house to the other. And cousin oh he thought it was funny . I think it took me about 1 week to clean all that flour up from all the corners, cracks in the house.
Oh I would have gone crazy! lol Flour sucks to clean up.
This was a few yrs ago, but still quite vivid in my mind. my eldest daughter got stung by wasps 4-5 times when she was 5 or 6, poor little thing. but apparently she’s allergic to wasp stings cuz it made her crazy. Nevermind the painting the driveway with old car oil and a paint roller, or squirting liquid dish soap all over the newly painted walls or the chopping all of sisters hair off with garden shears. no the worst of it that week (yes it was all in a matter of 1 week) was when she and her sister were in their room “taking a nap”.
Daughter #1 had to go to the bathroom and instead of walking across the hall like a normal person she decided to poop in a small box that was in her room. oh, it gets better. (keep in mind too, that the room was newly finished with fresh paint and brand new carpet) little sister, who was about 2, decided to pull the curtains down take said curtain rod (which was a tension shower rod) and smear it into the poo box. and poo smears real good.
She had poo on both ends of the long shower curtain rod which she basically painted the room with. there was not just poo on the wall, or poo on the bedclothes. There was poo on the ceiling. poo covering the new carpet from one end to the other, and of course poo all over the baby.
I didn’t know whether the spank them mercilessly (which i did not) or cry (which i did do a bit of). i called my husband and made him come home from work. he spent the next several hours cleaning the poo room (and cursing under his breath) and we got some homeopathics to get rid of the wasp toxins eating away at our daughters sense of reason.
My eldest daughter had several little poo incidents, but this was by far the biggest. (though her sister did help it along considerably) i am so glad #3 wasn’t all that interested in poo. lets hope its the same for #4!
One evening for dinner we had split pea soup (not the kids favorite). My husband and I finished up rather quickly and went into the living room to watch some t.v. While we were in there I heard some laughing coming from the kitchen. At first I thought nothing of it until it became a hysterical sort of laughter (you know the kind). We went to investigate and much to my surprise I found my entire kitchen covered in split pea soup green (used to be aspen yellow). My two year old was sling shotting the soup all over the kitchen with his spoon – hence the hysterical laughter from my seven and eight year old. Wow! what a mess.