Monday, January 10, 2011


I was ostriching all week last week.

(def: to ostrich. meaning to metaphorically bury one's head in the sand and hope that by the time you return, the world has passed you by)

This is how you know when life is too busy:

Chick-fil-a becomes a staple in your diet. And the wrappers sit on the table for at least 4 hours before being cleaned up. I wish I was exaggerating.

Megablocks and shoes and dirty clothes block the path to your bed. that is so covered in clothes you almost can't sleep on it.
(whoever thought giving a 2 year old blocks for Christmas apparently doesn't have to live with said blocks...or said 2 year old.)

Oh the bathroom. The joyous and terrifying bathroom. I have no words.
And yes, that is a jar of olive oil and a half-eaten bag of Cheetos sitting on the counter.
Don't judge.

The worst part is that these are the pictures I wasn't too ashamed to publish.
Now just imagine what I was too scared to reveal.

*On a happy side note, our house is not longer in the aforementioned condition. I toted the toddler off to the Megablock Gifter and had the house to myself for a few hours. It's amazing what can be accomplished without a 2 year old undoing everything behind you.


Michelle Elkins AKA Mickey said...

I freaking miss Chick-Fil-A. Oh and I am sure we could all post pics of our crazy homes as well.

Melissa P said...

I feel your pain! It is so hard to keep up with all the stuff these toddlers get out and leave behind! It's a never ending mess!

McCall said...

i'm glad you're back! we need to go to dinner or something! chick-fil-a?? ha. don't you love/hate that they're in american fork now. :)

Tyler & Katy said...

haha, this how my house is and Reagan can't even move around it yet!! haha, I can't wait to not work so I can actually keep it clean!!