my grass is browner

so while i try to get into my old blogs from ummm 2 years ago, i realize it's freaken hot.

since we don't have a pool, or a cool sprinkler park or a babysitter for lil' d, or the $$ to pay to go swimming... tubbs and i decided to use our noggins and make our own day of play.

i turned on the sprinklers and we made a sprinkler park in our own backyard!

we then proceeded to play a game of fetch the ball.









i caught amaya playing in the dirt by the side of the house.

so not ladylike!

derek decided not to participate,
but instead slept the afternoon away...


.moe.

Cobwebs and Strange Syrup

so today not only is derek 3 months old

but we cleaned the house. greg's family is here for the night and the next few days while our oldest nephew goes to college. bubby cleaned the toys but more played with amaya.with him being home i could scrubthe kitchen the walls of crayon colors vacuum the raisins amaya threw last night, clean the toilets showers bathrooms and the whole 9 yards. it's not always this easy to get cleaning done though. i didn't clean the syrup someone spilled in the fridge though.

With that being said:

A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.

The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall.

In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.

In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.

He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened.

He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.

As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went.

He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?'

She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world do I do all day?'

'Yes,' was his incredulous reply.

She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'

.moe.