Yesterday, was an exciting Sunday in our house.
Declan was into EVERYTHING and kept us on our toes for the entire morning.
We even took some photos so you could relive those wonderful moments with us today.
This looks like fun, right?
Your probably wondering what I am doing.
Declan decided to "help" us with washing dishes.
He removed the cap from the soap and poured it all over the dishwasher.
Declan must have thought the floor needed cleaning too,
because the soap was dumped all over the floor as well.
It was a slight disaster.
How did he manage all this without us knowing?
I was in the shower. Which means, I was safe from accusation.
My husband wrongly assumed Declan would remain on the couch, safely watching TV, and went to shave in our other bathroom.
The bathroom that's a half a mile away on the other side of the house.
Far, far, away from what was going on in the kitchen.
Declan managed to pour most of it on the door of the dishwasher.
Jalon put the door up before we left for church and when we came back, it had all pooled in the bottom of the dishwasher.
I scraped it up with a spatula and put it in a measuring cup.
Those medicine syringes that you get for every kids prescription come in handy for the most random tasks.
I saved probably a 1/4 of what was poured out, but it still made me feel better.
You know what REALLY made me mad?
I can lose a little dishwasher soap and even lose some time cleaning it all up.
But what I really hate to lose is clothing.
Especially brand spanking new clothing.
Because dishwasher soap has bleach, Declans BRAND NEW outfit also has bleach.
BRAND NEW= tags ripped off 5 minutes before actual destruction.
And while I was cleaning all that soap out and completely distracted, Declan decided to rip out all the unused butt wipes and start washing my windows.