Baby powder.
Sep. 29th, 2004 09:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Fucking baby powder. Over every fucking square inch of the living room, kitchen, computer room, and the solarium. So much fucking baby powder. This has got to be the worst thing that my son has ever done. He decided that he and my daughter were going to have a baby powder fight and throw the stuff at each other. We had three bowls of concord grapes sitting out on the counter that had to be tossed. The garlic bread was covered. There was baby powder in the cupboards for crying out loud!
While my birthday hadn’t been spectacular, it wasn’t too bad. We had asked the boy to watch his sister while we ran a couple of errands about 4:30 or so. When we got home about 8:30, we found this colossal mess in the house and a empty economy size bottle of baby powder.
Looks like I’m taking tomorrow off too so I can stay home and clean up this mess. I am so pissed right now, I can’t even see straight! I’m not even about to assign a punishment for this because I’m sure than anything I can come up with right now will likely not be any where near appropriate.
*sigh*
I need to go clean and put the girl to bed. It's going to be a long night.
While my birthday hadn’t been spectacular, it wasn’t too bad. We had asked the boy to watch his sister while we ran a couple of errands about 4:30 or so. When we got home about 8:30, we found this colossal mess in the house and a empty economy size bottle of baby powder.
Looks like I’m taking tomorrow off too so I can stay home and clean up this mess. I am so pissed right now, I can’t even see straight! I’m not even about to assign a punishment for this because I’m sure than anything I can come up with right now will likely not be any where near appropriate.
*sigh*
I need to go clean and put the girl to bed. It's going to be a long night.
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Date: 2004-09-29 11:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-29 11:34 pm (UTC)I read your reply out loud to
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Date: 2004-09-29 11:53 pm (UTC)And suddenly she wasnt nearly as mad at me *heh*
Ah, but I have a DAMN good idear.
Date: 2004-09-30 03:36 am (UTC)Basically, find something odious and not fun. Then invite me over to supervise. Inform him that it is my job to give you and Cheryl a break. And that I have authority when comes to adding tasks based on his performance.
I'll sit in a chair, read a book, drink a soda/beer and let him work - And keep him on task. I can devote three hours to this, for your peace of mind.
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Date: 2004-09-30 09:51 pm (UTC)God and Goddess...how...how does the thought 'Hey, lets play with the baby powder!" actually come to mind? And better yet, what was his excuse?