Washing dishes

 

    This is an old picture; from when big L would still let me put her hair up, but it's still how I wash dishes 85% of the time.  If she is not right next to me "helping" me wash dishes then it's a safe bet to assume she is sleeping or watching a show.  

    She stands on her folding step stool; this is about the one we have.  Before her daddy bought her that she would use a kitchen chair.  It's also what she uses to help bake and cook.  

    When I first started letting her "help" me wash dishes I gave her a little sponge with soap.  It turns out "helping" me wash dishes really means pretending to cook.  Which I suppose is fine, there are worse things for her to be doing and it keeps her busy.  She usually "makes" spaghetti, Mac and cheese, pancakes, or birthday cake just in case you were wondering.  

    It's a little harder to wash dishes this way since I'm a little squished but the job gets done so I will continue to let her "help".  

Messy home

    My house is a mess.  All my dishes are dirty, my floors are gross, clean laundry is scattered around the house in baskets, toys and stuff are all strown about.  I feel so bad about the state of things.  Every morning I feel so out of it.  I want to do something about it but feel so tired and then someone always needs me to feed them or change them.  

   Currently I'm watching Daniel tiger holding the baby with big L zoned out beside me.  Probably better ways to use my time but like I said I'm tired.  

   I wrote a list of chores that need to be done daily, few times a week, once a week, and once a month yesterday.  Today's goal is to start my to do list.  I tape a peice of paper on the wall and every morning I write a short to do list and cross the tasks off as I complet them.  I fell out of this for a while, think its time to get back to it.  

    My sanity needs this place to be a little cleaner.