So now it's Rantday! I'm stay at home mammy or when asked what I do, I say nothing. I don't work. I "just" mind the kids and I "just" look after the running of the house. Now my house isn't so big that it has an east and west wing etc but it does have a games room (the boxroom for most of us). So one would imagine it's easy enough to keep clean. Arse it is! I must have about 6 laundry baskets at the moment in an attempt to streamline (ahhhh a word from my corporate working days) the project and make no bones about it....it is a project....a mahoosive, never bleedin ending one! It's soul crushing when you think you've gotten to the end of a basket only for the chislers to lash in yogurt encrusted tops and poo marked knick knacks or worse still for himself to unload the contents of his swimming/football bags and your journey starts again. And that's only the laundry.
The amount of dishes we use in this house is unreal. My kids can't just take an apple out of the fruit bowl and sink their gums into it. No, my kids need the apple peeled and then chopped and then put into a bowl. They don't like their beans on their plate with the rest of their food, they want it on the side in a bowl. Ditto ketchup and gravy...on the side, in a bowl! It's like living with a pair of Sally Allbrights (Sally from When Harry met Sally).
One likes her stew mushed till it's like baby food and you can't see the carrots anymore and the other likes her carrots to be peeping up at her from beneath the sea of murkiness. One likes parmesan from a tin all over her pasta and the other one insists on fresh parmasen grated thinly over her pasta....but heaven forbid you give her penne....too soggy! And you guessed it, the other one loves penne cos she can play eye spy through it. It's a never ending day of demands. And is usually the case with kids I've to stop this blog mid post as my youngest has done a belly flop onto my bed and bounced off onto the floor FFS!!! This is the norm but she obviously wants attention so till next time dolls x
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