OMFG. This day has barely begun. I swear. My beautiful three old this morning pulled EVERYTHING out of the refrigerator. EVERYTHING. There was jelly and remoulade mixed with broken glass. Eggs everywhere. Milk in the leftover chili from last night. I cried. He told me, "You're going to be all right, mama." Noooo... I need to make it to bedtime before I'm going to be all right you little sociopathic shit.
I have another account that I usually post on here, but since I'm posting pictures of my house, the alt. Revel in the chaos of children and all day long count your blessings that you are not me: gross
I know what you're thinking. That last picture of the living room looks easy to clean up, right? Just sweep up the grits! No there is cream cheese under those grits.
Submitted September 11, 2015 at 08:56PM by agentofweevil http://ift.tt/1LnVY9j breakingmom
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