Mayhem and Magic

Can't Blog

I don't know why, but I can't write anything.  We're all fine.  Life is good. 

I think of things all the time that I want to write or should record about my family.  But I just can't manage it.  What is up with that?  It will come back to me, right?

The poop, by the way, was Viper's.  Even though my kids are four and five, apparently I will never fully escape from poop-cleaning.

I don't want to talk about poop any more!

Maybe the coming long weekend will energize me!

How Did This Happen?

This morning as I was gathering our gear to head out the door, Sparkle came to me and said, "Mama, there's poop on the floor in Pumpkin's room." 

I continued gathering.  Surely, not poop? 

We needed to be out the door in two minutes.

I looked in the bedroom, and sure enough...  Poop.

Would you like to know what I did?  I considered for a moment, then shut the door to the bedroom and managed to get all of us where we needed to be on time.

All day today I've been wondering, "How did this happen?  How did I become a person who deliberately leaves crap on her floor?"

Something has gone horribly wrong...