Mrs. Nurse Boy here.
So, here we are.
Today, I want to share some inspiration with you. Last week I went to a Mommy's group and heard a wonderful, positive, and inspirational speaker. Her energy was amazing, her love for God was contagious, and her advice was practical. Her topic was spring cleaning.
Oh, stop groaning. (Especially, YOU, Nurse Boy!)
She gave lots of practical tips. More than I could ever implement, but great ideas none the less. After listening to her speak and connecting with other women, I was feeling inspired to march home and tackle it ALL.
That is, until I was home.
Actually, I did tackle my refrigerator. I took on the spoiled food, moldy remains, and old, dried up spills of who-knows-what. When Nurse Boy came home he was so impressed, until I sent him for takeout. I mean, who can cook dinner after cleaning out your refrigerator? I couldn't get anything dirty again! I needed to sit back and take in it's new found beauty. I knew it would only be hours (maybe even minutes) before someone spilled a sticky, red substance all over my refrigerator and left it to ferment. And, I don't even let the kids eat anything that is sticky AND red.
The next day, I armed myself with Clorox wipes and put the boys through "Bathroom Boot Camp." It was a training session that couldn't have been more specific. We covered every detail and every crevice. Right down to the urine puddles that mysteriously appear behind the toilet 3 minutes after I clean each bathroom. The boys response? "GROSS!"
Um, ya, that is exactly why I am putting you through Bathroom Boot Camp. All I know is, it is not MY urine.
So, now for today's randomness. I will share some random quotes from my boys during our bathroom boot camp:
Whose toothpaste is that in the sink? If it isn't mine, I don't have to clean it up, right?
You want me to wipe THAT up? I don't even know what that is!
That is so dirty! You want ME to clean that up?
I have to clean the floor, too?
And, the toilet?
What is that on the toilet?
Urine? Yuck! You want me to clean THAT up, too? But, my hands might touch the urine!
Who lives here, savages? Oh, wait. That one was me.
You want me to clean the floor behind the toilet? But, there might be something gross back there! (You think?!)
I think I might need a bucket to throw up into after I am finished cleaning in here! (I can't make this stuff up, people. They were serious. And, terrified!)
So, I would love to report that my bathrooms remained sparkling clean for more than 3 minutes after THEY cleaned them, but it might take a few weeks of elbow grease before they realize they just create more work for themselves when they don't aim.
All I know is, I am not cleaning up those "mysterious" puddles anymore. No sirree.
16 hours ago