Anyway, he goes through them while I start to get frustrated and list all the reasons why he can't keep all this stuff. He is a certifiable pack rat. Anyway, he is a little miffed. Mean while I have also asked Katie to once again clean her room. If you remember from previous posts, she can't clean without help. But I am resisting as I am in a clean out the closet stage and tell her to just clean it all up. Plus I am trying to prevent the t shirts from landing back in the cleaned out drawers.
In fact I go as far as to tell her (in my best Missy voice) that Mr. Gunny bags will pick up everything in a few minutes if she doesn't put it away So you'll imagine my surprise when 20 minutes later, Katie announces for me to come look and this is what I find.

Well needless to say...I now have Katie crying, Andy mad, and Baker decided to draw on my wall with a pen. Now I am almost always in control of my emotions and I do not agree with any kind of spanking or corporal punishment, but I lost it. I chucked one of the necklaces that I am carefully trying to unknot at Baker's head. And then my day was complete. Andy is mad at my losing control, I'm mad at my losing control. Baker is crying that I hurt his head (although before you call the police, he is fine) and Katie is crying because her toys are all gone. Ahhh the joys of family life. And after all the rooms are done and I go downstairs for a small break, I return upstairs to find Katie and Baker doing makeup!! oh, you wish you could be a brimhall
