By the time Christmas actually rolls around, I'm so done with the tree. It's just so messy. I vacuum daily but still the floor is perpetually coated in pine needles that get tracked all through the house. I'll be vacuuming them up into February, even though I will insist on taking the tree down on Saturday so that I can reclaim my living room. Just call me the Grinch. I do like the smell of the live tree, though, and it makes Paul happy to have a real tree.
This year we didn't put a fence around the tree, and Pierce has effectively destructed a couple of ornaments. He has also spent a lot of time jumping on presents. Which leaves them partially unwrapped. Which is okay, really, since I'm the world's worst wrapper anyhow.
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See all the pine needles on the floor?
Yesterday we started
The House at Pooh Corner.
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I found these two little figures that I got in Happy Meals (yes, I do eat Happy Meals - gotta love a few toxins, but in mini-doses of course) way back when
The Tigger movie came out. I don't always save Happy meal toys, but for some reason these stuck around and I suddenly remembered they were in a tupperware in the basement.
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Pierce loves them and is a tiggery toddler bouncing around the house. All of this Winnie the Pooh led to him wanting to try honey. It's a little hard to take a picture AND pour honey down your toddler's throat. We both cracked up over me pouring honey all over his face.
And here is a picture of the very busy Cort.
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So far today I have done the usual vacuum, spot cleaned baby puke off the rug so the boys would have a clean place to play, mopped the living room and kitchen and one bathroom, cleaned one toilet, started split pea soup in the crockpot, fed the twins, and read a chapter of Pooh to Pierce. The daily tasks get sooooo old. Seriously. I hate cleaning. And the list of things that still need to be done are 5 times longer than what has already been accomplished. Oh, the drudgery of housework. What I really want for Christmas is someone else to clean my house for me.
1 comment:
I am going to miss Ralph S. Mouse.
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