Messy Kitchen

I came home late Friday afternoon, and found crayons, markers, coloring pencils all over the kitchen, and there were emptied candy wrappers, half emptied cookie boxes at various random places, not to mention the nook, a few open faced books laying on the carpet, an opened board game with all the contents out, and various Wii controls all over the family room. I hate messy rooms.

“Kids!! This is way too messy. You have to clean up your mess. I need you to stop what you are doing, and clean up the kitchen and family room RIGHT NOW!” Me

My 7-year-old jumped off of the sofa at the sound of my order. I was impressed with myself. Then the kid grabbed one of the open faced books, ran into the bathroom, and slammed the door shut.

My 10-year-old and I immediately shared a look that said, “humm…”, then I immediately pinned it on the one available child, and said, “I still mean clean up RIGHT NOW.” I was not about to allow both kids to weasel out of this.

The 10-year-old marched to the bathroom door, and shouted at it, “Are you reading on the potty just to get out of cleaning?”

“No.” a small voice replied from the inside, then the sound of the fan came on.

“Don’t flush! We want to see some evidence when you are done. You better be producing some poop in there.” the 10-year-old shouted, then stomped away angrily.

15 or 20 minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and out popped my baby’s face, featuring a big wide grin. My 10-year-old and I ran over to the bathroom for the anticipated inspection.

The white porcelain bowl greeted us with a powerful stink, and we witnessed the explosive aftermath of the recently evacuated mushy poop. My poor baby suffered a diarrhea attack. I will spare you a picture of it, so you will just have to take my word for it.

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