It’s barely noon, but I’ve already…
Swept. Mopped. Dusted. Vacuumed. Fed and watered the pets. Cleaned liquid toddler poo from the playroom, the landing, the staircase, the stair rail, the foyer, and the bathroom. (But praised his attempt to reach the bathroom) Re-mopped (naturally). Bathed/soaked one stinky tot (naturally). Washed dishes. Washed 3 loads of laundry. Played cars. Traced letters. Sorted shapes. Dressed, re-dressed, and dressed again one perpetually naked tot. Cleaned the refrigerator. Sang 2,000,000 narrations of whatever it was I was doing. “Mommy’s gonna mop the floor, mop the floor, mop the floor. Mommy’s gonna mop the floor, so go sit down on the couch”. Re-potted 2 plants that fell off the porch last night. Jumped in muddy puddles. Held toddler bible study. Flat-ironed my hair. And put on my make-up. Cooked two meals. Prepared two snacks. Prepped for dinner. Scrubbed Cheetos dust off the sofa.
Oh, and there was this…
For all that’s Holy, child- KEEP YOUR CLOTHES ON! A mother’s work is NEVER done.
Train up a child in the way he should go. Even when he’s old he will not depart from it. -Proverbs 22:6