Last week was my spring break, and this week and next week, the kids are out. There's been lots of late night parties around here. Meaning, they fall asleep on the couch playing Minecraft on the Xbox. I've been back in class, preparing to write paper number two for English class, studying memory in psychology and tests coming up in both Music and Algebra early next week. Between homework, class and work, I try to catch a little sleep. There's not much time for anything else, like, say housework.
I've been trying to convince the kids to clean house for me all week while they've been home. I came home from work this morning and asked Matthew why he hadn't done dishes. "I fell back asleep." Awwww. Poor tired baby! How hard it must be to play video games all day long and then try to hold up your head to wash a plate or two, while mommy goes to work, comes home, does homework, then goes to class. I really do understand the whole animal eating their young thing.
I marched him back into the house (I found him outside picking up limbs from the yard instead of doing his own chores) and told him it was time to clean their bathroom. He made a show of putting on giant yellow gloves and a gas mask. I don't care... clean the toilet already. I've spent the last hour or so doing homework while he was "supposed" to be cleaning. I can hear him chatting with his brother and no sounds of scrubbing at all. It's going to get ugly, I fear.
This weekend is Easter and I am working. I will have to take my books to work and hopefully Sunday will be slow enough to get some studying done for my tests. I do have some time off before Sunday, but it will be the only time I have to spend with my family for the holiday, so I'm going to have to steal moments when I can. I love my family, I really, really do...
...but I hear giggling from down the hall. I'm off to find a big stick from the yard to chase him around with
until the bathroom is shiny.
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