Our Christmas was white on the outside and our New Year's Eve was white on the inside. HUH?!?
It all started when Eric let me sleep in until 9am. Such a wonderful, short lived gift. While I was sleeping Eric had to use the mens room. Didn't take the girls too long to get a full bag of flour, open it and dispense the contents of said bag all over the playroom and my new couch!!!
There was so much flour to be vacuumed up that it was burning up our vacuum. So we got out the shop vac and started shifts of vacuuming up the flour. We kept filling up the vacuum with flour and dumping it in the trash. At one point we were both using the vacuums at the same time in an effort to get it done faster. DUMB. We finished. The room was clean. I turned around to see Clare guiltily standing over the flour filled trash can with flour all over her hands. I turned the corner to the living room and this is what I saw:
Ooops, they did it again!
Just had to include a picture of the Guilty doing their time.