The Making of M.O.M.

This morning some amazing women at our church are watching copious amounts of preschoolers to that we "young moms" can have a Mother's Morning Out. Is that not ridiculously amazing?

Guess what my morning out is consisting of (other than writing this post and the Snickers I'm currently devouring like it's my last morsel of food)?

House cleaning.

Yes, I'm serious.

I figured that this might be the LAST time that I will have a chance to clean my house, without my children present for a very, very, very long time. And, especially before the baby gets here. And, since I pretty much confessed yesterday that my floors rivaled those the Waffle House I figured I could use a good 3.5 hours alone in my house with just the mop, broom and windex.

It's been a productive morning. Productive enough to make my lower back hurt like it's not hurt in a long time and my kitchen and dining room floors look 75x better than they did just an hour ago.

I swept up a pile of dirt and hair so large that I wondered if maybe I wasn't mistakenly sweeping off our back patio and then I snapped to reality and remembered it was, in fact, from underneath my table.

It was disgusting y'all. Utterly disgusting.

And now I just remembered the booster seat in our laundry room sink that MUST be cleaned before I pick up my brood of children in 45 minutes. So, I'm off to deal with all things nasty.

But, before I do I would greatly appreciate it if you all would go to this old post of mine and read it because tomorrow I will have a related post and it just will make no sense if you don't go read that other one first.

Or don't and be in the dark. Either way, I'm blogging about a neti-pot tomorrow and I can assure you even watching that video link on the old post will cause you a chuckle or five.

This week's Five for Friday topic is: Grody-ness

1. Fruit flies must be the most annoying insect on the planet. We have them, can't figure out why and don't know how to get rid of them. This evening, I realized that I think they like the left over formula in the baby bottles. It totally grosses me out.

2. A toddler pooped in the kiddie pool at "The Club" where my parents are members. I thought it was pretty funny, especially since the lifeguards had to scoop it out with a net. Even funnier if you picture 1 lifeguard with a net and the other with a LARGE plastic trash bag (toddler poop isn't THAT big). As the scooper guard attempted to scoop, it would float away. Slippery little suckers.

3. I HATE spit up. It's disgusting and feels super gross on your skin. I hate it even more when it is slipping down my bare back. Yuck-o!

4. Elizabeth has gotten to the age where smelling her clothing is no longer a desirable way to determine if it is still clean. I remember my Mom telling me she experienced this with me as well, but I never fully understood. Now I do. From now on, if I think it's dirty, it's dirty.

5. My children's breath is entirely disgusting when they wake up. I don't know why this surprises me, because mine isn't exactly roses. However, my kids have no concept of personal space at 8:00am. Since they are so incredibly happy to see me 1st thing in the morning, and I cannot refuse free kisses, I will be purchasing nose plugs this weekend. Problem solved.