Showing posts with label Leah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Leah. Show all posts

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Oops! They did it again.

At this point, we just don't know what to do with these girls.  We've put on safety locks on the appropriate doors.  Anything the shouldn't have was placed well out of reach.  However, where there's a will, there's a way. 

Again this morning, Natalie woke us up saying that Leah was being 'naughty'.  The casualties this morning were the qtips (which were strewn about their room), a full container of Victoria's Secret lotion (which got smeared all over their carpeting) and a pair of scissors.  Yes. Scissors.

At first, I was relieved to see that there was no hair on the bedroom floor.  These scissors were WELL out of reach of BOTH girls.  However, miss Natalie got the stool and helped herself ONTO the counter to get them. 

After using the bathroom and seeing hair on the floor, my heart dropped a bit:


I *know* that most little girls do this to each other.  I was really hoping my girls wouldn't do this.  REALLY hoping.  

I have to admit, it made me cry.  Little Leah has the most gorgeous hair and I had NO INTENTIONS of cutting it.  


Would you take her in to have it cut?  

Aside from sticking our girls in a cage or padded room, I haven't a clue of what to do with them.  I guess I expected a bit more sugar than spice from my girls and this 'everything nice' has yet to be seen.  

Natalie knows she's been naughty and will tell us just that.  Yet she continues to do stuff like this.  Prevention is key, yes.  But I doubt CPS will approve of the solutions I provided above.  'Til then, I guess we just have to brace ourselves.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

They're Lucky They're Cute!

I have to keep telling myself that some day, these children will be adults, raising their own children, and will have their OWN messes to clean up.  That some day, I will clean my house and it will remain clean.  That day is NO WHERE IN SITE!

Back up a bit to last week.  We woke up to Natalie running into our room, tattling on her little sister.  Leah had gotten into the bathroom closet and picked out a few items to decorate her room and air with.  It was Todd's 'man spray' and deodorant.  I cannot describe how terribly saturated the air was with this stuff.  Leah wiped the deodorant all over her, her bed, a box and her walls.  I could literally TASTE this stuff in my mouth.  Blech.

Sadly, it happened again the next day, even though I put these items up a shelf.  Leah was creative and got herself the bathroom stool.  At this point, we realize she's not going to stop.  We put a 'lock' on the door to keep her out.  Keep in mind that EVERYONE ELSE in the house is sleeping when this all happens.  It's early in the morning and they are VERY quiet.  Eerily quiet.

Yeah, this lock made her get a little more creative.  Again, Natalie was our wake up call, tattling on her little sister.  This time, I *know* she was partially at fault.  She saw what her sister was doing and didn't try to stop her. How do I know this?

Because it's hard to miss someone dumping out bottle upon bottle of bath items



They even got creative, using their tea set. This just happens to be lotion.  

Todd had the task of dealing with them first thing in the morning as I was nursing the baby.  He did surprisingly well, taking into account the last two times something like this happened.  

It took me roughly 45 minutes to steam clean all this junk up.  I used a LOT of water and did a LOT of passes to make sure it was all up.  The lotion was the most difficult to get out.

This was her arsenal

It was not something she grabbed out of the cupboard, but simply left in the tub/shower.  They were each somewhere between 1/2 and 1/4 full.  Don't judge the non-organic nature of the items (I love organic but LOVE to save our money, too).  ;o)

After all was said and done, I do have to say that there were a few pros to what happened.  1. Their room now smells girly instead of the smell of the 'man spray' from last week.  2.  Their carpeting is nice and clean  3. I now know exactly the kinds of things my girls are capable of.  


See the greasy mess in her hair?  

Yeah, she's lucky she's cute!