scrubbin' and slidin'

So this morning I decided to clean like a madwoman before next week.

We got spoiled with a cleaning lady for the next few months while I get situated, thanks to Troy's grandmother. So I feel silly cleaning BEFORE she comes but was in a mood.

As I'm scrubbing away I hear silence beyond my Ipod.

I knew they were up to something. Yes they were.

They were outside, no shoes and PJ's still on. Camping out in the playset.

The kids are off track so I get all of them home. Yay.

I threw my sponge down and joined them.






















Not a good idea.



Nope. Didn't think so. As my child flips over and buries her face in her brother's back, I snap a shot.



Damian's favorite spot while off track. Is it Icarly? Or perhaps Van Halen? You never know.

Off to organize my stockpile of SF jell-o and broth. Yum.
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xo