The frustration of living with small children

Morning

  
 A nice clean and tidy bedroom (spot Miss Two jumping on the bed)

Afternoon

  

Now do I celebrate the fact that this toy tornado occurred in her bedroom instead of the lounge room, or wring my hands in frustration at the futility of it all?  Do I clean it up daily knowing that it will happen again the next day or just leave and hope I don’t break my neck trying to get to her bed to pull the doona up before I hit the sack myself?

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3 Responses to The frustration of living with small children

  1. Oh, I feel your pain! It’s the story of my life too 🙂

    For some reason WordPress isn’t putting this post out on your RSS feed. My latest one isn’t feeding either. Hope they fix it soon.

  2. Liz says:

    Ah yes – you seemed to have photographed my house by accident…my problem is that when I leave one room like that (which I do most days) they soon move into other areas, the hall, the playroom, the lounge room and when all those are full of junk too, my bedroom. They are surface filling monsters who must be stopped…arrrrggghhh…..

  3. Suzanne says:

    OMG…I think I would have kinda freaked out if this had happened at my house…..eek…….if you did not lose your patience, or even raise your voice just a tad, then I think you are a marvel.

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