SFD, What a Start to the Day!

I swear Ana, this is all because of you!

This all started yesterday morning when Sam brought me an almost empty gallon of milk while I was still in bed saying, "Milkies please." After the plastic felt strange on my head I realized what it was! So I jumped up and got him some milk. Fast forward to today. Sam crawled into bed with me shortly after Greg left for Charlotte at 5:45 am. Then Charlie got up around 6:30. So I fed him, put him back down and headed back to my room to watch my very rambunctious 2 year old sleep....peacefully and QUIETLY, minus the snoring. So I dozed of and all of a sudden I thought to myself, wow, the milk is full...I wonder if he will try it again this morning? Then I dozed into a very strange dream of Barry Manilow and the figure skater on dancing with the stars opening a gift store and carrying a line of Two's Company....anywho....then I heard, "I spilt it, I spilt it." I know this is misspelled but that is how he says it!

I knew EXACTLY what he had spilled and how big of a mess that was waiting for me downstairs....insert wha, wah noise here. SOOOO, I threw down about a dozen hand towels to clean up the almost gallon of milk that was on the kitchen floor, rug, cabinets (that I JUST scrubbed this past weekend) and the inside of the fridge. So I throw the rug outside. Wipe up giant puddle, pull out the fridge, clean under there and then wipe out the fridge. I also poured the remainder of the milk into a pitcher since the lid went MIA. Insert deep breath. I then pour Sam a glass of said milk and pour myself a cup of coffee. OK--hurdle #1 attacked!

So goes my day. I finish my cup of coffee, and I go to throw the milky towels into the wash when Charlie wakes up. OK--I haven't had a shower in quite sometime so I change him and put up the gate to take a shower.....Charlie has learned to crawl, hence the gate. So I am showering when I hear Samuel SCREAMING...so naked I run out of the shower and see him standing on the stairs saying, "Gate down, NOW!" Not funny. So I finish my shower and get dressed. I take Charlie downstairs and start sweeping the floor so I can mop it b/c of hurdle #1. Sam then needs a diaper change. So I run upstairs to change his dipe and come down to find Charlie has crawled or scootched himself over to the pile of dust bunnies and crumbs and has started to eat them....So I run over to scrape the fuzz out of his mouth, move him and go running for our tiny vacuum for downstairs and when I grab it the canister falls open and all the dirt, dust and crumbs go flying all over the dining room and in the play-doh box. SFD. Who did I piss off? I just started to laugh. It was a cosmic disaster in my house.

So there I was with a dust filled dining room, a dust filled child and Sam, drinking his milk and wanting me to hurry up to change the channel.

Back to bed I want to go. Oh, did I mention that Greg is leaving for 4 days....thanks! Oh, and my email isn't working and I had to set up quickbooks for a neighbor who just had twins, for an office that she is leaving that didn't have the updated version!

I will post the number for the insane asylum later today.