Toys are all over the house. Piles of dirty laundry are scattered through out the kitchen floor. Still no shower after my workout earlier.
So I attempt to clean up the toys and start laundry with Blake at my heels. As much as I love chasing Blake around the house and cleaning at the same time, I just can't do it all by myself.
"NO, NO, Baby! Don't touch, Don't eat, AHH" Just a few phrases to say the least.
Cleaning, It's just not happening today!
I am a little discouraged and frustrated. A brilliant idea comes to my mind. I can call upon my trusted 5 year old to help save the day. Meanwhile, Kallie is already playing upstairs in the play room. (where the only place in the house the gate fits) So I shout up to the top of the stairs, "Kallie, Can Blake come and play with you in the playroom?" Hesitantly, Kallie replies, "sure Mom, I guess so!"
I am thinking to myself, sweet a babysitter. I can finally get some stuff done.
It was about 2 minutes later after taking on Blake. Kallie comes down stairs, she stressfully looks up at me and states, "Mom, I am not a babysitter!"
She read my mind! I giggle and say, "No, but you are a great big sister."
Unfortanetly, Kallie didn't want to babysit. But luckily it wasn't long before he fell asleep for his nap. So I could finally clean up the toys, start laundry and take a shower.