in my house that was just for me. The "adult" room in our house. Reserved for adult things. Like my weekly ladies Bible study meetings, or small group get-togethers. Or for a minute or two of escape for me...with a cup of coffee and maybe a magazine. The one room in our house in which the carpet wasn't covered with juice stains, and vomit stains, and dog stains, where the couches and furniture were always perfectly dusted and pristine, and where I could, for a few seconds, forget that the rest of the house was in need of some serious cleaning. I'm referring to my living room. The long forgotten room of today's house. I've held on to it fiercely, wanting one whenever we do make the move up for more space, despite Matt's protests that "it never gets used." Well, it does....by me. Multiple times a day. It's MY retreat. Well....it was my retreat.
Cooking dinner. House is too silent. Go to check on kids. This is what I find......
Jul 30, 2008
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6 comments:
lol - that so looks like something my kids would do. In fact, they did it yesterday, but fortunately, it was only hundreds (thousands?) of rice krispies instead of potting soil. Just wait till #3 arrives! :)
wow. you're right about the laughing not crying...that's what i did when charlie SAT in the chair i'd just spray-painted (this happened yesterday).
that is hilarious!
wow kat. so sorry. had to be will's idea.... :)
see ya'll soon,
sarah
those two...and to think there will soon be three...and then more! God bless you for it :)
Oh my goodness!!!! I loved this blog--the way you presented it was so funny!!! I am sorry about "Your Room" but-- this will someday be a hilarious memeory to look back on!!!!
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