I was skimming over my previous posts and saw the one titled cleaning, cleaning, and more cleaning.  I realized that I wrote that just a week or so ago. Guess what?! My house is dirty again. And I don’t mean a little clutter here and there, I mean dirty. It’s almost like the kids and pets are on a mission to destroy it all.

I’ve determined that boys are just gross, and they are okay with it. Remember how I cleaned Anthony’s room and even did all his laundry? Can’t even tell it happened anymore. Don’t even get me started on his bathroom. Yuck. Don’t get me wrong, I love him no matter what, but I’m going to remember this and laugh when he’s complaining about his kids always having a trashed room! (Just as I’m sure my parents are laughing at me!)

The girls just leave a trail of toys wherever they go (when they’re not playing in pee, so maybe they’re gross too….).  Better stop blogging and go clean AGAIN. Ah, the joys of running a household, I have to admit, I do enjoy it! Maybe not the cleaning, but everything else is okay. And I don’t always mind the cleaning, it’s when I’ve spent so much time cleaning and look up to see they’ve not wasted anytime in dirtying it up again!