I'm trying to get things ready for a class I'm teaching tonight and make a few new things while I'm at it. Well, Brendan has had other plans. While I was back getting things out of my office, he filled up a big rubbermaid cereal container with water and dumped it on the floor. I cleaned it up, changed his clothes, turned on a movie for him and went out in the dining room to work.
All of a sudden, I started smelling Lysol. He had gotten into the cabinet and got a hold of the Lysol and sprayed it everywhere. Ugh! Another round of cleaning, another change of clothes, plus scrubbing him down. Now it's almost time to get Austin and I've accomplished NOTHING! Ok, well my floors are cleaned and sanitized if we want to look on the bright side. Not to mention that the house now SMELLS like a hopital. Never a dull moment around here. I guess I should just be glad it wasn't cooking oil again :)