Today is Daddy's birthday. He and Mommy went out for dinner and to the toy store. They left me in charge at home. They've been gone less than an hour and the following things have happened:
The pizza turned out soggy.
I had to stop in the middle of a sewing project and it's still all over the living room floor.
Emma's sick.
The pizza made Willa sick.
I wanna be sick.
Willa got Elsie stuck behind the couch.
Willa broke a glass Pyrex dish in the dishwasher, therefore making us evacuate from the kitchen because I am NOT a good glass cleaner-upper.
Emma broke a sparkley green glass ornament up in our room, and doesn't feel well enough to clean it up.
Seth is sick and cranky.
(NOTE: The above list is not in chronological order.)
What fun! It's just very funny that everything we try to do, ends in disaster, although I'm not sure what Willa was trying to accomplish by getting Elsie stuck behind the couch. :)
The ending to this story (so far) is that Emma's in bed reading, Seth and Willa are watching a movie, Elsie is asleep, and I'm about to go finish my sewing project so I can get it off the living room floor (I'll post about that later).
I'll let you know if anything else goes wrong. :)
LATER
The only thing I have to add to this post is that I managed to make pizza (spilling the sauce all over the counter) and do the first 4 steps in making hot cocoa (the ones where the cocoa is really concentrated) on the back of the Hershey's cocoa box, wearing all white, and not get a single thing on me. Then I eat a solitary segment of a canned mandarin orange and I drop it on my shirt, making a bright orange spot on the front. Nice.
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