So, I got my gear & started cleaning. I scrubbed the toilet, the tub, the shower, and even wiped down the baseboards! The kids came in and were chased out a few times. Well, when I triumphantly emerged, I found a freakin' mess! Maybe I should just let the pics do the talking...
I'll give this one to Evie...

This goes to Emmit, though.

A tablespoon and Nesquick (what's with this kid & powdered drink mixes?)...

Eating spaghetti Os (and rubbing it on her face, clothes, and a puzzle)

The only reason Emmit's room survived the mayhem was because apparently someone locked the door by accident. Would I be a bad mother if I said I wish they had been on the other side of the door?
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