Hurricane

Posted on Thursday, August 19th, 2010 at 7:25 pm

I feel like I have been following Ashton everywhere with a wet rag today.  That kid doesn’t stop making messes!  I get one thing cleaned up and he’s on to the next.  And he does it on purpose too.  Today started out early.  Luckily Taylor was home until 11 so that helped a lot.  We were up and eating breakfast by 7:00.  That’s when Taylor noticed the ants.  I made sure to mop before I went to bed last night, but I rarely mop the whole floor.  You see, our whole bottom floor is wood laminate so mopping the whole thing is quite the job.  Instead, I try to keep up by consistently mopping the dining room (at least under the high chair) and spot mopping everywhere else.  Last night I missed one small crumb.  Sometimes that’s not a big deal.  Other times, like today, the ants swarm.  The crumb was between the dining and living rooms and not far from the patio door, but that’s not where the ants were coming in.  I still haven’t figured out where their trail began, but it went around the rug in the living room and there was a pile up on the crumb.  Out came the Raid.  Taylor sprayed them down, but I get a little nervous spraying Raid with kids around, for 2 reasons: Number 1, it’s like an oil slick wherever that stuff is down.  It could send one flying across the room.  Not to mention, I don’t want it tracked all over my carpet.  And number 2, it’s toxic!  I don’t want that around with kids who eat things off the floor.  Did I just say that?  Yes, I have a child who frequently eats off the floor.  In fact, after dinner today (after throwing his whole dinner on the floor) I got him out of his high chair and told him to eat the rest of his dinner.  From the floor.  That’s the kind of mom I am.  And that’s my point.  It’s impossible to keep this place clean with my little hurricane running around!  So back to the ants.  Taylor took the kids upstairs and I mopped the entire floor.  Not with a mop, but with a rag and a bucket on my hands and knees.  Then I proceeded to do the bathrooms.  I figured I might as well.  Then I noticed that my shower doors looked gross so I spent some time on them.  I was surprised to see that it was only 10 a.m. when I finally got in the shower after all that cleaning.  But later, after swimming and afternoon naps, Ashton was up again making messes.  He turns his cups upside down, just so they leak out all over the place.  While he was drinking his milk, I followed him around with a paper towel.  It doesn’t help to contain the kid in a high chair either.  When he’s finished with his drink, he promptly throws it on the floor.  Today, of course, the lid came off and spilled everywhere.  At least it was only water at this point.  But really, doesn’t he see that the floor is clean for once?  I guess I better stop rambling and go clean the floor.  Again.  I wouldn’t want ants.

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2 Responses to “Hurricane”

  1. Megan Kaze says:

    I would do it too, tell a kid to eat off the floor if they dumped. I guess I’m that kind of mom too!

  2. Mom says:

    Kiersten, I just have to tell you that you’re a great writer. I think that you should write a book of personal essays about mothering. It would sell.

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