Cleaning With Kids.

 

Last night the hubs took the kids over to grandmas house for an hour. In that hour I managed to take down all of our Christmas decorations, do the dishes, clean up my room, and clean the boys room. Usually Aiden is in charge of cleaning the boys room but Hudson had dumped out all his dresser drawers yesterday and its not really Aiden's job to clean up after the tiny tornado.

 

Fast forward to today. I have been cleaning ALL day and haven't accomplished half of what I did in an hour last night. I did find a dollar behind the couch today though. Big fat Dr. Pepper time! 

 

Welcome to my life...

I have seriously neglected my blog... and the truth is the more time I went without blogging the more I convinced myself that I really shouldn't blog. My house is almost never perfectly clean (and if it appears clean chances are my bedroom is going to be full of junk that doesn't belong there), 90% of the time I am in sweat pants with my hair in a pony tail and no make up on, day to day tasks stress me out (who really has time to do laundry?!), I am not really an expert on anything, sometimes my kids are so difficult I want to put them to bed at noon, candy cane Hershey kisses will probably be the death of me (or at least my clean eating plans), and while I am writing this my kids are probably destroying their playroom.   

So what could I possibly have to say that could be helpful to others? I am still not sure. What I do know is that I am and will always be my own toughest critic. Sometimes I should really just give myself a break and enjoy the chaos of having a family because one day I will look back and truly miss it all (laundry piles included)  So stick around and read the tales of my perfectly imperfect life.