They really do. I have all the best intentions in the world, and then I find a marathon on tv. It doesn't even have to be a good show. Today's time sucker was Ghost Whisperer. It's the epitomy of a guilty pleasure. I was on episode #8 of the day when Cody got home.
He hates that show. He makes fun of that show. He laughs and points at me.
As soon as he walked through the door I started begging him not to judge me.
Since it was Monday I had meant to get the house all clean. Pshh. Yeah right. The only thing I got done before dinner was clean all the floors. But after dinner I got the bathrooms done, a couple of loads of laundry done, and the house totally picked up. Whew. That saved face a little bit. I needed to have whatever was gonna get done finished by bed time because ECI will be here at 9 in the morning. I made a boo boo yesterday when I said the speech pathologist is coming this week, it's only ECI this week. SP is next week.
Remember that one time I said that I only got the floors cleaned before dinner? Well, they were actually cleaned before nap time. And then after nap time Luke decided to try and get a snack for himself.
*sigh* Why do I bother with this place? I should just cover the whole place in plastic and hose it down each night before I go to bed. But his utter devistation that the whole two pound bag ended up on the floor just made me laugh. I gave him a big hug, told him it was okay, it was an accident, and we cleaned it up together. I posted the picture on Facebook and my friend Haley made the comment that "he dumped the animal crackers right by the dog's bowl. Your son is a genius. If baby food is for babies, then animal crackers are for animals!" Yes, we'll go with that.