Saturday, January 31, 2009

Perhaps It Was a Tornado

I went on a quick grocery run late tonight. No, I don't usually shop late in the evening, but the kids were in bed (so I thought), and I had the energy, and I LOVED the idea of going to the grocery store without my two wild monkeys in tow, so I bit the bullet and went. (I'm a little sad that that's how I spent my Saturday night. Is this what happens when you turn 30? We did have big plans, but they fell through. Boo hoo.)

For the record: This is what Grant's room looked like before I got home: (actually, his furniture has been rearranged since these pics were taken, but you get the idea)


This is what I found after I got home:

I have no clue as to what went on in his room. I do know, however, that Grant had a GREAT time.

And, where was my child rearing partner in all of this? Asleep in his recliner... I must run to his defense though. He got back from a business trip to Egypt two days ago, so he's pretty much plumb tuckered out the poor thing.


You want to know the saddest part of all? I cleaned the house today. (insert pout here)Everything was spic and span and in its place. Surfaces were dusted or wiped, linens were washed, the floors were sparkling (except for our nasty carpet that is almost OUT OF HERE - I vacuumed it though), the bathrooms were scrubbed down, and to top it off, a vanilla candle had been lit so the house smelled yummy. I was enjoying the fruits of my labor. Sigh.

At least I got to go to the grocery store alone, right? And, I did come home to a good laugh.

4 comments:

Jordan said...

Honestly, I think going to the grocery store by myself might be the epitomy of indulgence these days! :)

It was more likely a Tasmanian Devil that did that Grant's room. I know that's what always happens to Eli's.

So sorry about your house.

Rachel said...

OH. MY. GOODNESS. Yes, you would think that some noise had to be made in order to make that mess! It looks like he had a good time, though.

And hey, the stakes are high but they are usually worth it to go to the grocery store alone. For me it is physically impossible to get more than 5 or 6 things when the whole crew is with me -- my cart is too full of kids to fit the groceries in! It's not unusual to find me at the Super WalMart at midnight...

Sorry about your house...maybe you can confine Grant to the already messy room tomorrow afternoon and still enjoy the cleaniness of the rest of it!

Rick J said...

Proverbs is right! Humor IS good medecine!!

Heather said...

Oh seriously. Kudos on not waking him up and smacking him with his pillowcase. I very well might have. :)

By the way, Grant's room is PRECIOUS! I absolutely love the cowboy stuff - you did a great job!!