Everything is back to normal. That is, if normal includes piles of laundry, a sink full of dishes, and playing referee to the game of "he touched me...no, she touched me first."
Rio started the morning doing flips on his bed, kicking a soccer ball through the house, and terrorizing his sister.
Amaya took her sweet time eating her Cheerios...a solid 30 minutes. Then decided she should kick her brother.
Surprisingly, we left for school on time and everything was peaceful in the car. Until it wasn't.
"He's on my side!" Amaya yelled.
"Stop pushing me!" Rio yelled back.
"Really!" I yelled at them through the rear view mirror. "We're ten feet from the drop off, and you want to start this now?"
They got out of the car as I reminded them to have a nice day.
My day went by so quick without them. Too quick. I enjoyed the peace and quiet so much I forgot to pick them up from school.
That will teach them to fight in the car.
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Thursday, February 10, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Better Safe Than Sorry
I've been busy. It all started with one tiny bug.
I was blow drying Rio's hair as I do every morning and I saw what looked like a tiny sliver of bark. I picked it out and took a closer look.
"Amaya! Hurry get me a baggy!" I yelled down the hallway.
She brought me a baggy and I put the little creature inside. I then took a comb and started inspecting Rio's head. Then I checked Amaya's. Nothing. No bugs, no eggs...so okay, it wasn't lice. Was it a bed bug?
After I dropped my kids off at school I took my bagged goody to my moms house.
"Mom, do you know what a bed bug looks like?" I asked as I held up the bag.
"No," she said as she put on her glasses.
"Is it lice?" I questioned.
"I don't know?" She answered.
I went to her computer and googled lice photos. Pictures loaded onto the screen.
"Take it to the pharmacy and ask them if they know," she suggested.
Then I put the baggy on the computer screen so the bug was side by side the googled images.
"I think we know what it is!" I told her.
After purchasing $83.00 worth of RID, I went to pull my kids out of school. The school gladly removed them from class to have them inspected before releasing them. The office clerk checked them. Again, nothing! They probably thought I was crazy, but I had proof in a baggy. They insisted it was okay for them to remain in school.
"Maybe you were lucky and found the only one," they joked.
I wasn't so sure. Where there's one , there's two, where there's two, there's four. And that thought sent me on a cleaning rampage.
After vacuuming and spraying the couch, I removed all bedding, blankets , and stuffed animals from my house, in case there were any stragglers. I felt much better, until 8pm.
"Do you trust your eyes to spot a bug that starts off the size of a pin head?" I asked my husband as we sat on the couch.
"No, do you?" He questioned back.
Immediately everyone was treated. Better safe than sorry.
I was blow drying Rio's hair as I do every morning and I saw what looked like a tiny sliver of bark. I picked it out and took a closer look.
"Amaya! Hurry get me a baggy!" I yelled down the hallway.
She brought me a baggy and I put the little creature inside. I then took a comb and started inspecting Rio's head. Then I checked Amaya's. Nothing. No bugs, no eggs...so okay, it wasn't lice. Was it a bed bug?
After I dropped my kids off at school I took my bagged goody to my moms house.
"Mom, do you know what a bed bug looks like?" I asked as I held up the bag.
"No," she said as she put on her glasses.
"Is it lice?" I questioned.
"I don't know?" She answered.
I went to her computer and googled lice photos. Pictures loaded onto the screen.
"Take it to the pharmacy and ask them if they know," she suggested.
Then I put the baggy on the computer screen so the bug was side by side the googled images.
"I think we know what it is!" I told her.
After purchasing $83.00 worth of RID, I went to pull my kids out of school. The school gladly removed them from class to have them inspected before releasing them. The office clerk checked them. Again, nothing! They probably thought I was crazy, but I had proof in a baggy. They insisted it was okay for them to remain in school.
"Maybe you were lucky and found the only one," they joked.
I wasn't so sure. Where there's one , there's two, where there's two, there's four. And that thought sent me on a cleaning rampage.
After vacuuming and spraying the couch, I removed all bedding, blankets , and stuffed animals from my house, in case there were any stragglers. I felt much better, until 8pm.
"Do you trust your eyes to spot a bug that starts off the size of a pin head?" I asked my husband as we sat on the couch.
"No, do you?" He questioned back.
Immediately everyone was treated. Better safe than sorry.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Inventive Calculations
As I cleaned my house today I kept referring to my children as pigs. And I take it back...I'm convinced pigs are cleaner. After picking up the trail they left behind getting ready for school and cleaning the wasted toothpaste out of the bathroom sinks I dared to venture into their rooms.
Then it dawned on me; my life could be so much easier.
I shut Rio's dresser drawers because he is so busy he can never seem to find the time. I tried to fix Amaya's bottom drawer, that is used primarily as a ladder to get to her TV. Then I had to pick clothes up off the floors in each of their rooms, and smell each piece to separate the clean ones from the dirty ones.
I'm certain now that dressers are unnecessary with one primary function; take up space. My kids do not need them. They don't use them anyway. And dressers are directly connected to the laundry. Why fold their clothes? Half of their clothes will end up on the floor and the half that makes it into their dressers will be wadded in balls and shoved to the back.
I wonder if I took their dressers away and started throwing their clothes on the floor, would they learn to appreciate what they had? It worked with their bed frames. Under the beds are now spotless.
As I realize this, I find the same logic can be applied throughout my house. If my inventive calculations are correct I could end up saving three hours a day.
Then it dawned on me; my life could be so much easier.
I shut Rio's dresser drawers because he is so busy he can never seem to find the time. I tried to fix Amaya's bottom drawer, that is used primarily as a ladder to get to her TV. Then I had to pick clothes up off the floors in each of their rooms, and smell each piece to separate the clean ones from the dirty ones.
I'm certain now that dressers are unnecessary with one primary function; take up space. My kids do not need them. They don't use them anyway. And dressers are directly connected to the laundry. Why fold their clothes? Half of their clothes will end up on the floor and the half that makes it into their dressers will be wadded in balls and shoved to the back.
I wonder if I took their dressers away and started throwing their clothes on the floor, would they learn to appreciate what they had? It worked with their bed frames. Under the beds are now spotless.
As I realize this, I find the same logic can be applied throughout my house. If my inventive calculations are correct I could end up saving three hours a day.
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