Lately... This has become our theme song. There is never a moments peace at our house...
A flooded bathroom, is a daily (some days hourly, not exaggerating) thing...
I have come to the conclusion that we shouldn't have a fish tank... Kole has managed to kill off all our fish and our crab... The snails survived though... But I'm getting a little tired of finding random objects sitting in the bottom of the tank...
We should also not own a couch.... The kids manage to keep gutting it, and I find the stuffing covering our living room floor....
We should also not own any toys, as they have just become 'a reason to fight and an object to bludger our sibling to death with'...
We should also not own food, because that ends up every where except our children's stomach.
We should not own a sink, because that makes for a really great sprinkler to wash the entire room with... And we can't stop until we have soaked everything within 10 feet of it.
We should not own anything that is used to color, paint, or draw...
(Below, one SMALL example)
We should not own an alarm clock. On a side note, who in the world finds 5am an acceptable time to start the day??
We should not own anything glass, for obvious reasons...
We shouldn't own carpet, or anything else that can be stained.
We shouldn't own toilets, or anything else that can flood... Like tubs....
We shouldn't own anything flammable... Or anything that can start a fire for that matter...
We shouldn't own a backyard that has any dirt, trees, bushes, bugs, or grass in it...
We should not own paper... but I guess that goes along with the "flammables"...
We should not own anything that can be used to plug a toilet...
We should not own anything with sharp edges...
We should not own anything that can be used to choke, suffocate, or strangle our siblings...
We should not own arms, or legs....
We should get the children's teeth removed...
We should not own the left side of mommy, which is numb, and which Kole has discovered if he pulls on that arm, mommy will fall over... Hilarious.
Shall I go on?
Yes, I am going off the rails on the crazy train.
Oh, Amy...I don't know how you do it!...lol
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