EXACTLY what I wanted to do all morning

If anyone ever tells you that boys are easier to raise than girls, THEY ARE LYING TO YOU. Sure, girls are emotional and cry if you even look at them wrong. But boys... oh boys.

Klay gets up with Boston in the morning. (Yes, I have an AMAZING husband.) But since it's tax season he's been leaving for work at 6:45 am. So he grabs Bos some breakfast and turns on a movie for him and I usually get up when his movie is over. (And usually turn on another movie and go back to sleep. Mother of the year award.) This morning Aves came and told me Bos had made a BIG mess. I immediately smelt baby powder. I walked downstairs to find this.

A whole bottle of baby powder. All over the first floor of our new house. I actually like the smell of baby powder but not when I'm inhaling it the whole 3 hours I'm dusting, vacuuming, sweeping, mopping, dusting again, and again, and again. That stuff leaves some serious streaks. And then reappears even after you've wiped it up 4 times. Our house still reeks. It's actually starting to make me nauseous. And it's supposedly clean. I know it's going to be reappearing for weeks to come.

It's a good thing Bos fell asleep in time out because he was staying in there for hours regardless of whether he was crying or sleeping.

I've heard 3 years old is even worse than 2 for boys. Don't leave a comment telling me that or my son may not make it through the day.

I should write something positive here. But I can't think of anything. This is real life people. And there is nothing positive about cleaning baby powder for 3 hours and still feeling like you're breathing it.

Oh I thought of something positive... I like our new house. Here's the mls picture of it. I will like it even more when it quits smelling like a baby's butt.