That's exactly how I feel at the moment.
Scrubbing. Cleaning. Moping. Vacuuming. Dusting. Laundering. Cooking. More Scrubbing.
And there may be singing involved, but unfortunately no little mice to cheer me on.
How the heck did my house get so dirty?
Oh yeah. These guys.
Don't let their innocent faces and bedhead fool you.
That top one? He's a graffiti artist.
The little girl with crazy hair? She's a serial room destroyer.
But somehow in all the hand prints on the walls, nail polish on the carpet, and crayons on the doors- I'm okay with it.
Cause I know the chaos will follow us to the new house so I might as well put my big girl drawers on and suck it up.
Oh the delight of being a mom.
And if you could, take two seconds and click this little button and vote for me? I'd LOVE you for it!