In the dark...

Everything on the floor ends up being a toy for a teether...travel size toothpaste, one little mans white sock, bracelet....Owwww! plastic bracelets are like stepping on a headband.  A hammer, a leftover container wedged under the recliner (leftovers from the band that was played earlier on it.) I cannot see them, but I am sure there are plenty of fins, heads and fish parts from the cracker fish that were dumped then soaked up the water on the floor from an ice cube. I am laughing at myself....If someone random reads this and doesn't know my humor - they are going to think I am a slob with water and food all over my floor.  Might be true, but I was busy today, reading books, water coloring and building towers all day.  While doing all that today I managed to make dinner, change diapers, dry the tears of an exhausted little lady, nurse a babe and washed diapers.  But that is what moms do! EVERYTHING!

Nope, no Easter Grass on this floor - NEVER

5 years ago the hubs and I said that we were a no Easter Grass family...so I have stuck to it...but...... There is still that nasty Easter Grass on the floor.  The vacuum doesn't pick it up, the husband doesn't pick it up, only the little guy picks it up. It is the only thing that he doesn't put in his mouth  - that has to mean something.  It is kind of like the tinsel of Easter. :) 
I vacuumed three times today, maybe four - at any rate, just a few pieces of the forbidden material and a random strawberry stain.
Happy Easter to all.  God bless the the houses with Easter Grass - and enjoy picking it up all year long. (ha ha..hear the sarcasm there?)   Then that puts another spin on the symbolism of Easter Grass...is it there to remind of  Easter all year long??? Hmm something to ponder!

Huge Pink Crayon

Havent had anything on my living room floor in a while.... hahah!! Just kidding - started new hobbies and life in general got crazy - and.....too much to list what was on the living room floor!
Two adult black dress socks (at least it is a pair). Clothes from the changing station - you know the game empty, played by a 13 month old! A water bottle, dripping slowly, a cow flashlight.  The most important thing on the floor (A naked baby that needs his momma to put his jammies on - is what I was going to say) but now there is a puddle! Happy Thursday everyone - Now ya have little glimpse into my life that I love!
Cheers!